glorycloud's Diaryland Diary

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we shall triumph when the world is in a blaze

It is 1:39 PM Thursday afternoon here in West Michigan. It is another cold gray snowy days. It is 28 degrees outside right now. It has been predicted to snow this afternoon and continue into next week.

I once again got woke up around 4:45 AM with sciatica pain in my right leg. So I got up, got dressed and was able to doze till 6:31 AM on the downstairs sofa. As I dozed I had the space heater blowing warm air on my 70 year old body. I often wonder how long I will live? Yesterday we watched on Carol's I Phone a funeral of a granddaughter of folks who attend Carol's church. The woman was 27 years old and died from COVID-19. Carol knows right now several people who are dying from cancer. One of people she knows from her church has a one year old baby boy fighting cancer. All around us are people of all ages facing death and entering into the Eternal State Hell or Heaven. We only have a short period of time to prepare to meet our Maker and Judge on The Day of Judgment. Now is the day of grace and it is tragic to realize how many people never think of the spiritual condition of their soul's.

This morning when I came upstairs I found Carol having morning devotions. I made for us a pot of oatmeal for breakfast. After breakfast Carol and I had devotions and prayed. I spent the morning mainly writing in my paper diary and reading from a book titled, 'Jonathan Edwards: Spiritual Writings' [The Classics of Western Spirituality].

We had Cora with us this morning. Emily's parent's Mitch and Vickie are down here for Cora's birthday. This morning Mitch and Vickie wanted to visit Grand Haven and Cora's Day Care was short of staff and Cora had to stay home. Carol and I watched Cora so Mitch and Vickie could do stuff in Grand Haven. Mitch and Vickie picked up Cora around 1:30 PM this afternoon.

Carol has been going through all the photo's of Cora for a Cora Photo Album.

I have been mainly drifting and reading, 'Jonathan Edwards: Spiritual Writings' [The Classics of Western Spirituality]. I am waiting to see what comes in the mail this afternoon.

Last night Carol went to bed early and I read late into the night. The days and nights go by and soon we will be in Heaven. I will close for now.

Day of judgment! Day of wonders!
Hark! the trumpet’s awful sound,
Louder than a thousand thunders,
Shakes the vast creation round!
How the summons wilt the sinner’s heart confound!

See the Judge, our nature wearing,
Clothed in majesty divine!
You who long for His appearing
Then shall say, This God is mine!
Gracious Savior, own me in that day for Thine!

At His call the dead awaken,
Rise to life from earth and sea;
All the powers of nature shaken
By His look, prepare to flee.
Careless sinner, what will then become of thee?

Horrors, past imagination,
Will surprise your trembling heart,
When you hear your condemnation,
Hence, accursèd wretch, depart!
Thou, with Satan and his angels, have thy part!

Satan, who now tries to please you,
Lest you timely warning take,
When that word is past, will seize you,
Plunge you in the burning lake:
Think, poor sinner, thy eternal all’s at stake.

But to those who have confessèd,
Loved and served the Lord below,
He will say, Come near, ye blessèd,
See the kingdom I bestow;
You for ever shall My love and glory know.

Under sorrows and reproaches,
May this thought your courage raise!
Swiftly God’s great day approaches,
Sighs shall then be changed to praise.
We shall triumph when the world is in a blaze.

2:00 p.m. - 2022-02-10

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