contemplativeSo I got up this morning to find my wife in the living room reading her Bible (she had gotten up this morning around 4 o'clock AM-she went to bed real early last night). I sat in our dining room waking up to another day. Next I got a cup of coffee and messed with our main computer. After messing with our main computer I made myself oatmeal for breakfast. Carol left this morning to have breakfast with one of her nieces downtown Holland MI.
While my wife was gone I wrote in my paper diary and read my Reformation commentary on Psalm 17. "Keep me as the apple of Your eye; Hide me under the shadow of Your wings" Ps. 17:8.
Carol got home around 9:30 AM and is now making food to take to a friend who is dying.
I am down here struggling to stay conscious. Last night I mainly read these two books late into the night-
"Monkey's Uncle" a novel by Jenny Diski
"The Sixties" a memoir by Jenny Diski
Last night I came down here in the lower level to mess with my books. I looked at these books last night also-
"For a Night of Love" three stories by Emile Zola
"The Portable Sixties Reader" Edited with an Introduction by Ann Charters
"Postmodern Sublime: Technology And American Writing From Mailer To Cyberpunk" by Joseph Tabbi
"My Brilliant Friend" a novel by Elena Ferrante
"The Book of Disquiet" by Fernando Pessoa
Well there is not much else to report this morning. I did order last night from Amazon the edited journals of the poet John Wieners. I will close to look at my books. There is no way out.
"In the fear of the LORD is strong confidence: and his children shall have a place of refuge. The fear of the LORD is a fountain of life, to depart from the snares of death" Proverbs 14:26,27
