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we will see Christ with our glorified physical sight in the age to come

It is 1:30 PM Tuesday afternoon here in West Michigan. It has been a cold damp gray ugly day. I hope the plants don't die because of this freezing weather. It is unusually cold for this being late Spring. But once again I know Spring here in Michigan is normally cold and it does not get warm till the middle of May and the first weeks of June.

I got up this morning around 6:30 AM. Carol was up and she told me she had gotten up around 4:15 AM. So I got made a fresh pot of coffee and ate breakfast. After breakfast I wrote in my paper diary and then messed with our main computer. The world is going to hell, especially America. I spent the morning reading from a book titled, 'The Life of Jesus Christ' Part One Volume 2, Chapters 41-52 by Ludolph of Saxony Translated By Milton T. Walsh. Last night I read till past Midnight. 'Philip Roth: The Biography' by Blake Bailey. I also read last night from a book titled, 'Masscult And Midcult: Essays Against The American Grain' by Dwight MacDonald.

Late this morning Carol and I left to check out places for used books. I bought these used books at various places-

'The Girl from the Fiction Department: A Portrait Of Sonia Orwell' biography by Hilary Spurling

'Sunset And Twilight: From the Diaries of 1947-1959' by Bernard Berenson

'The Education Of A Yankee: An American Memoir' by Judson Hale

'The Ghost Writer' A Novel by Philip Roth

'Penmarric' A Novel by Susan Howatch

'Disturbing The Peace' A Memoir by Vaclav Havel A Conversation with Karel Hvizdala

'August Heat' An Inspector Montalbano Mystery by Andrea Camilleri Translated by Stephen Sartarelli

'Love In A Dark Time And Other Explorations of Gay Lives and Literature' by Colm Toibin

'The Accidental Life' An Editor's Notes on Writing and Writers' by Terry McDonell

'The Original of Laura' A novel in fragments by Vladimi Naboko

When we got home from our travels we had lunch and I catalogued the used books I bought this morning in my LibraryThing site. So has gone by Time thusfar. This afternoon we babysit Josie Joy when she gets out of school, Caleb drops her off.

Well I will close to get a cup of coffee and look at my books.

Amazon just delivered two books I had pre-ordered months ago-

'Contemplating God with the Great Tradition: Recovering Trinitarian Classical Theism' by Craig A. Carter

'The Free World: Art And Thought In The Cold War' Nonfiction by Louis Menand

I also received this afternoon by UPS the pens I ordered online from Staples Office Supply.

Carol left to deliver a meal for a couple in her church that just had their first child. Time is Now 2:05 PM and I feel wasted and stressed out. I need to get stoned. I need to take a walk on the wildside.

"[1] Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God: therefore the world knoweth us not, because it knew him not.
[2] Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when he shall appear, we shall be like him; for we shall see him as he is.
[3] And every man that hath this hope in him purifieth himself, even as he is pure." First John 3:1-3
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