Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
Crooked Finger
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life is nothing other than a short and vain battle with death

It is 12:06 PM Sunday afternoon in the days of the plague. Today the sun is shining, which is a blessing. It seems when the sun is shining pain in my hands and arms do not feel so intense/just a dull constant bothersome pain.

I got up this morning around 7 o'clock AM. I got up to face what I face every day. I found Carol reading her Bible in the living room. I got a bottle cold water and sat across from my wife to wake up to another day/the beginning of a new week/we are coming to the end of April 2020. What a month this has been for America and the whole wide world! After I woke up I had breakfast and then I messed with our main computer. After messing with our main computer I wrote in my paper diary and read till Noontime from a book titled, 'The Wonderful Works of God' by Herman Bavinck. Not much else to report this afternoon.

Last night Carol went to bed early and I stayed up and read before going to bed from novel titled, 'Temptation' by Janos Szekely Translated By Mark Baczoni. I also read yesterday from these novels, 'The Sot-Weed Factor' a novel by John Barth and 'The Lucky Star' a novel by William T. Vollmann.

Do not know what I will get into this afternoon. I should go for a walk someplace while the sun is still visible in the sky.

I will close to feel dead to the world.

6 L.M. B. Beddome
The Wisdom and Knowledge of God. Ps. 139
1 God’s ways are just, his counsels wise;
No darkness can prevent his eyes;
No thought can fly, nor thing can move,
Unknown to him that sits above.

2 He in the thickest darkness dwells;
Performs his works, the cause conceals;
But though his methods are unknown,
Judgment and truth support his throne.

3 In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas,
He executes his firm decrees;
And by his saints it stands confessed,
That what he does is ever best.

4 Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait,
Prostrate before his awful seat;
And, ‘midst the terrors of his rod,
Trust in a wise and gracious God.
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