Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
Crooked Finger
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having received the ultimate promise of eschatological perfection

It is 12:43 PM Tuesday afternoon in the death flow. It is a sunny here in West Michigan. A good day to go ice fishing.

I am tired as usual. I did not sleep soundly last night.

My wife and I did errands this morning and visited thrift stores. I found these used books at thrift stores this morning-

"The Friends of Freeland" a novel by Brad Leithauser

"In Paradise" a novel by Peter Matthiessen

"Portrait Of An Artist, As An Old Man" a novel by Joseph Heller

"The Cove" a novel by Ron Rash

"Einstein's Dreams" a novel by Alan Lightman

There is not much else to report. I got a call from the lady who runs the library used books store asking if I could cover for her at the book nook today from 2 o'clock PM till 4 o'clock PM. I said Sure so I will be doing that this afternoon. I will take with me to read the novel "Serena" by Ron Rash.

Carol works the next two nights so when I get home this afternoon she should be sleeping.

I am falling asleep as I type these words so I will close.

"[1] Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us,
[2] Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God." Hebrews 12:1,2
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