contemplativeSo I got up made a pot of coffee and ate a bowel of cereal. I messed with our main computer while eating my bowl of cereal. Now I am writing in my online diaries. Existence is decaying as I write these words. I can hear birds all around me as I type. In our front yard is a big bush and there is a robin's nest inside this bush. I never saw the robins building this nest. It is amazing to know all around me are birds nests with baby birds. Soon we will see baby birds with their parents are our bird feeder. The cycles of life continue in-spite of the madness of mankind.
Yesterday is a blur. I have no plans for the day ahead of me. I might visit local thrift stores this morning in search of used books to add to the giant mess down in the lower level. What I should do is get rid of a couple thousand used books and just keep what I really would like to read on my death bed. Time is running out quickly and I will soon be in Heaven.
Carol worked last night and will be home late this morning because she has a meeting to attend to after work.
This is the Last Day of May 2016. Tomorrow is June.
I got out to read this morning a book titled, "A Manifesto for Theological Interpretation" Edited By Craig G. Bartholomew & Heath A. Thomas.
I suppose I will close to drift. The Lord is coming back for His own.