I got up this morning around 6:15 AM. My wife was already up baking almond cookies when I got up. I made a pot of coffee and a pot of oatmeal for breakfast.
My wife left this morning to visit a friend and then drive to Grand Rapids to visit with Emily and Josie. I have been reading my Bible and my Reformation commentary on Psalm 17.
Not much else to report this morning. Existence keeps decaying.
Yesterday I basically watched professional football all day. Our son Josiah called around 5:40 PM last night. We talked for a long time about different religious issues/what does it mean to be a Christian in a secular age and in a fragmented Body of Christ/the Church. After talking to Josiah I wonder if I have become a Christian ghost. "As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness" Psa. 17:15
 Hear the right, O LORD, attend unto my cry, give ear unto my prayer, that goeth not out of feigned lips.
 Let my sentence come forth from thy presence; let thine eyes behold the things that are equal.
 Thou has proved mine heart; thou hast visited me in the night; thou has tried me, and shalt find nothing; I am purposed that my mouth shall not transgress.
 Concerning the works of men, by the word of thy lips I have kept me from the paths of the destroyer.
 Hold up my goings in thy paths, that my footsteps slip not.
 I have called upon thee, for thou wilt hear me, O God: incline thine ear unto me, and hear my speech.
 Shew thy marvellous lovingkindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand them which put their trust in thee from those that rise up against them.
 Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,
 From the wicked that oppress me, from my deadly enemies, who compass me about.
 They are inclosed in their own fat: with their mouth they speak proudly.
 They have now compassed us in our steps: they have set their eyes bowing down to the earth;
 Like as a lion that is greedy of his prey, and as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.
 Arise, O LORD, disappoint him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked, which is thy sword:
 From men which are thy hand, O LORD, from men of the world, which have their portion in this life, and whose belly thou fillest with thy hid treasure: they are full of children, and leave the rest of their substance to their babes.
 As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness.