March 14th, 2020

the grand story line of redemption

It is 10:31 AM Saturday morning here in West Michigan. It is a cold gray day. I do not know when we will see sunshine again. Maybe tomorrow we will have sunshine.

I got up this morning around 7 o'clock AM. When I got up I drank a glass of apple cider and messed with our main computer. After messing with our main computer I wrote in my paper diary and ate breakfast. Carol got home from work around 9 o'clock AM and soon went to bed.

There is not much else to report this morning. I am still not in the mood to read books during the morning hours. I did look at this morning for a few minutes from a book titled, 'The Story Retold: A Biblical-Theological Introduction To The New Testament' by G.K. Beale & Benjamin L. Gladd.

I plan to lay low today. Do not plan to leave the house this weekend.

Last night I filmed a video for my Youtube channel and messed with our main computer. I do not remember reading anything last night. I did bring up this book out of the lower level last night to look at, 'The Collected Stories Of Machado De Assis' Translated By Margaret Jull Costa & Robin Patterson. I learned last night that Penguin is reprinting Machado De Assis's novel, 'The Posthumous Memoirs of Bras Cubas'. I pre-ordered this novel 'The Posthumous Memoirs of Bras Cubas' by Machado De Assis.

I will close to drift through the day.
  • Current Mood
    anxious anxious

His Eye Is Upon The Sparrow

Why should I feel discouraged,
Why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely,
And long for Heav’n and home,
When Jesus is my portion?
My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.

Refrain

I sing because I’m happy,
I sing because I’m free,
For His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.

Let not your heart be troubled,
His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness,
I lose my doubts and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth,
But one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.

Refrain

Whenever I am tempted,
Whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing,
When hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him,
From care He sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.

Refrain
  • Current Mood
    contemplative contemplative