November 24th, 2021

he does not consider a person externally but looks into the depth of the heart

It is 12:01 PM Wednesday afternoon here in West Michigan where I am living out our last days. The Lord is coming back for His Bride. It is a cold sunny cloudy day.

Carol left this morning to do errands and visit her widowed sister-in-law Gail. I do not know when she will be home. Life is filled with mysteries.

I got up this morning around 5:50 AM. Carol had gotten up around 3:30 AM this morning, too early for me to arise and sing out my glory. So I got up and was greeted by little Ollie our oldest son's dog who we are taking care of till next week. Our oldest son and his family are gone over Thanksgiving. Carol and I like having Ollie for a couple of days, he is good dog.

I spent the morning hours doing the usual things. I read mainly this morning from a book titled, 'Lancelot Andrews Private Devotions'. Carol and I did have devotions before she left the house.

I have been dozing and reading from a book titled, 'The Age Of Conversation' by Benedetta Carveri Translated by Teresa Waugh. Last night Carol went to bed super early and read late into the night from a book titled, 'Rasero' A Novel By Francisco Rebolledo Translated By Helen R. Lane.

There is not much else to report this afternoon. I will close to feel cold and tired.

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