glorycloud's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- look for new heavens and a new earth It is another day. It is snowing outside our house. I am thankful it is not snowing inside our house. I am glad there is a roof over my head. I have nothing to do today worth doing. Existence keeps decaying. "Nevertheless we, according to his promise, look for new heavens and a new earth, wherein dwelleth righteousness." 2 Peter 3:13. I got up this morning around 6:35 AM. I did not want to get up, but my brain was awake so I got up to face my day to day life. I could be homeless and with no one who loves me. I got up and warmed up coffee I made for Carol last night. I then got ready to make a fresh pot of coffee for later. I then took my cup of coffee over to our main computer to read Yahoo News, music reviews and blogs. I also checked for e-mail and checked out my Facebook site. I am not a popular individual in the world of social media. After messing with our main computer I made myself some oatmeal for breakfast. After breakfast I wrote a couple of pages in my paper diary. I then read these books for morning worship- Holy Bible "Rediscovering Paul: An Introduction to His World, Letters and Theology" by David B. Capes, Rodney Reeves and E. Randolph Richards "Paul And The Faithfulness Of God" Parts I & II by N. T. Wright Volume 4 [Origins And The Question Of God series] Carol called around 8:35 AM for me to pick her up at the hospital (my wife is a night nurse at a local community hospital). Carol has gone to bed for the day so once again I am alone with my thoughts and the snow. Last night I watched television and read till late into the night a book titled, "A New Heaven and a New Earth: Reclaiming Biblical Eschatology" by J. Richard Middleton. So outside this morning it is snowing. The house is quiet. I suppose I will close to drift. I already cleaned the kitchen and fed the birds. I already read my books and wrote in my paper diary. Now what to do to kill time. I suppose I will close to wait it out in silence or maybe read something. Existence keeps speeding by. No way of escape. "[1] This second epistle, beloved, I now write unto you; in both which I stir up your pure minds by way of remembrance: music: Songs: Ohia 'Didn't It Rain' 9:48 a.m. - 2014-11-25 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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