the union with God is not an esoteric, but it takes place in faith
It is 2 o'clock PM Monday afternoon in the death flow. Outside this afternoon it is snowing.
I have had a normal day thus far. I got up this morning around 6:05 AM and immediately got dressed to go get my blood drawn. Next month I have a doctor's appointment and my doctor wanted my blood looked at. So I got my blood drawn and was home by 6:30 AM. When I got home I cooked breakfast for Carol and I. After breakfast I wrote in my paper diary and read from a book titled, 'Jan Van Ruusbroec, Mystical Theologian of the Trinity' by Rik Van Nieuwenhove. The morning went by and now we are in the afternoon hours. I do not know what I will do the rest of this day. All remains a mystery.
Last night we watched professional football playoff games. Carol went to bed around 10 o'clock PM and I went to bed around 11 o'clock PM.
I do not remember right now the last book I attempted to read yesterday. I also read today from a book titled, 'The Spiritual Life' by Campegius Vitringa Translated And Edited by Charles K. Telfer.
I suppose I will close to drift.
House Finch
I have had a normal day thus far. I got up this morning around 6:05 AM and immediately got dressed to go get my blood drawn. Next month I have a doctor's appointment and my doctor wanted my blood looked at. So I got my blood drawn and was home by 6:30 AM. When I got home I cooked breakfast for Carol and I. After breakfast I wrote in my paper diary and read from a book titled, 'Jan Van Ruusbroec, Mystical Theologian of the Trinity' by Rik Van Nieuwenhove. The morning went by and now we are in the afternoon hours. I do not know what I will do the rest of this day. All remains a mystery.
Last night we watched professional football playoff games. Carol went to bed around 10 o'clock PM and I went to bed around 11 o'clock PM.
I do not remember right now the last book I attempted to read yesterday. I also read today from a book titled, 'The Spiritual Life' by Campegius Vitringa Translated And Edited by Charles K. Telfer.
I suppose I will close to drift.
House Finch