I got up this morning around 7 o'clock AM. I woke up in a cold sweat. So I got up to face another day of my life. Carol got up soon after I did. She immediately got dressed and went to a bakery to get pigs-the-blanket. Carol is storing up food so when our daughter Beth and her family visit next week we will have plenty of food to feed everyone. It is a blessing to have plenty of food to eat.
I volunteered this morning at the Book Nook the local library used books store from 10 o'clock AM till 1 o'clock PM. When I was not helping people with their purchases I read from a book titled, 'The Adventures And Misadventures Of Maqroll' by Alvaro Mutis Translated By Edith Grossman. I brought home one used novel from the Book Nook to add to our library 'The Italian Teacher' a novel by Tom Rachman. We have two other novels by Rachman in our library, 'The Imperfectionists' and 'The Rise & Fall Of Great Powers'.
When I got home from the Book Nook Carol was baking cookies. I ate lunch and wrote in my paper diary. Carol went to bed to sleep since she works tonight and the next two nights.
Last night I barely remember right now. I recall reading last night from a book titled, 'Avid Reader: A Life' by Robert Gottlieb. I got in the mail either yesterday or the day before a book titled, 'I Will Be Complete: A Memoir' by Glen David Gold. We have in our library two novels by Glen David Gold, 'Carter Beats The Devil' and 'Sunnyside'.
It is hot outside and is suppose to be hot all weekend. I plan to stay indoors and pray for salvation this weekend. I will close to drift. There is no way of escape.
" And shall say, Cast ye up, cast ye up, prepare the way, take up the stumblingblock out of the way of my people.
 For thus saith the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name is Holy; I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones.
 For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth: for the spirit should fail before me, and the souls which I have made.
 For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth, and smote him: I hid me, and was wroth, and he went on frowardly in the way of his heart.
 I have seen his ways, and will heal him: I will lead him also, and restore comforts unto him and to his mourners.
 I create the fruit of the lips; Peace, peace to him that is far off, and to him that is near, saith the LORD; and I will heal him.
 But the wicked are like the troubled sea, when it cannot rest, whose waters cast up mire and dirt.
 There is no peace, saith my God, to the wicked." Isaiah 57:14-21