glorycloud's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- once heavenly joys are tasted, base things are despised I am down in the lower level writing on my lap top which is a gamble because I could lose any second what I am writing here. The WiFi goes in and out down here and in second all these typed words could disappear. I am down here to escape noise. I have been writing in my paper diary and reading for devotions from a book titled, ‘The Life Of Jesus Christ’ Part Two Volume 1, Chapters 1-57 by Ludolph of Saxony Translated By Milton T. Walsh. I got up this morning from a state of sleep around 7 o’clock AM. I came upstairs around 7:20 AM to find my wife cooking herself breakfast. I toasted myself two frozen waffles for breakfast along with three sausages (sometimes I groan inwardly reading my boring diary, but life is not always one big thrill ride). I am just writing the life of an average white American middle-class old man. I am thankful I am an American and White. I do not feel guilty that I am a Christian white male born in America. I am who I am by the sovereign will of my heavenly Father. God the Father created me to be one of God’s Elect (the election of grace) white male born in the United States of America. Carol and I are very thankful for all of God’s mercies lavished on us In Christ Jesus. After Carol and I had breakfast we had devotions and prayed. As Christians we are called to a life of thanksgiving. Carol left this morning to do errands and I took Ollie our oldest son’s dog for his morning walk. When I got back from walking the dog I wrote in my paper diary and read from the book, ‘The Life Of Jesus Christ’ Part Two Volume 1, Chapters 1-57 by Ludolph of Saxony Translated By Milton T. Walsh. At Noon Carol and I will watched on TV the Michigan & Michigan College football game. The day will go by. Last night I mainly read from these two books before going to bed- ‘March Violets’ Crime Fiction by Philip Kerr ‘Last Words On Earth’ A Novel by Javier Serena Translated from the Spanish by Katie Whittemore I will close before this entry disappears. Tomorrow is the last day of October 2021. “[1] And you hath he quickened, who were dead in trespasses and sins; 3:03 p.m. - 2021-10-30 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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