Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
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only the pure can commune deeply with the all-pure Onee

It is 11:42 AM late Tuesday morning. It is a cold gray damp day. No evidence that the deadly plague has receded from our land.

I got up this morning around 7:15 AM. When I got up I ate breakfast and then wrote in my paper diary. Carol went grocery shopping this morning. I have been reading this morning from a book titled, 'Fire Within: St Teresa Of Avila, St John Of The Cross, And The Gospel On Prayer' by Thomas Dubay, S.M.. After I read for awhile I sat in contemplative silence. Now I am writing in my online diaries. Carol is out walking.

Today is Carol and I's 41st Wedding Anniversary. Where have those 41 years gone! I wish I could spend another 41 years with Carol. Carol and I both know there will come a time when one of us will die. Death will come in time and separate us. My prayer is that Carol and I will be together in the New Creation/the Kingdom of God. It is extremely painful for me to know some day we must be separated by death.

There is not much else to report. Due to the statewide lock down we have not gone anywhere. Plus nothing is opened. Everything is closed due to this deadly plague.

Last night I read and went to bed around Midnight. I mainly read last night from a book titled, 'The Betrayal of the American Right' by Murray N. Rothbard.

I will close to drift into the afternoon hours. Carol and I plan to get Mexican take-out this evening to celebrate our wedding anniversary.

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