Just looking at my workload for the rest of the day–oh, boy.
Type chapters of The Wind From Heaven. Create, type, and submit a Newswithviews column. More blog posts. I’ve already been to the post office, read another couple chapters of the Mangalwadi book, and done a few blog posts.
Oh Lord, give me strength, and make my work fruitful in your service. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
My allergies were killing me all weekend long, I’m not quite out of the woods yet today, and there are two more mass shootings to write about–not to mention expeditions to the laundry and the supermarket.
How many different ways can I say this? Stirring up strife is not only a sin; it’s dangerous. But what do Democrats do every day? How many times a day do they yell “Racist”?
They blame Donald Trump for somehow raising up “white supremacists”, as if the country were overrun with them, and their colleges and looniversities, every day they’re open, preach hatred of white people. If there is a white supremacy movement in America, it was liberals who created it. And liberals who fan its flames for all they’re worth.
I don’t believe these people are quite sane.
O Lord! For the sake of those of us who call upon your name, spare our country from destruction: for the same ones who hate you, hate us and hate our country. You would have spared Sodom, if you’d found ten people in it worth saving. So spare us; and deliver us out of the hands of those who would destroy America. You know better than we do, Father, who they are.
I love this hymn, and I’m so glad Erlene requested it–Bringing in the Sheaves, sung by the unforgettable Tennessee Ernie Ford. Patty heard me playing it and did a little dance: first time she’d done that in a while.
Her ear has begun to fill with fluid again, but the doctor said not to worry about that: now that he’s made the hole, it’ll drain out. Eventually it will all drain out. Meanwhile, she’s happy she can talk on the phone while holding it to her left ear–couldn’t do that while the ear wasn’t working.
I went to the supermarket after that, it’s only 84 degrees today but it feels hotter than that, and then had a cigar and wrote another chapter of The Wind From Heaven. For some reason I now feel exceedingly tired.
Thank you all for your prayers, and please keep them coming. We need ’em.
Well, one problem’s been solved!
Patty’s left ear hasn’t worked for several months, I had to communicate with her by yelling, which doesn’t come natural to me and I don’t like it–but it wasn’t wax buildup. It was fluid behind the eardrum.
This morning the guy went in there with a needle and drained as much of the fluid as he could. Voila! She can hear again! I can stop yelling. Wow, something actually worked!
Everything else is still up in the air, but at least this page has been turned. Thank you all for your prayers–and we still need them. There’s still a long way to go, lots of doctoring left…
My wife’s medicine that started out so well has produced difficulties, so off we go to the doctor. Maybe he can prescribe something else. Please pray for us.
Meanwhile, the friendship of Our Lord Jesus Christ is something we all need. What a Friend We Have in Jesus, this rendition by Alan Jackson–and now I have to go…
Roll out the barrel, strike up the band, let’s celebrate!
On Monday my wife got an inhaler. Now it’s Friday, and she’s on Cloud 9 because her most pressing problem, chronic shortness of breath, has been dramatically alleviated. She has other medical difficulties that need seeing to, but this was the worst of them and it’s getting better. As an experiment, she went grocery-shopping with me today and sailed right through it.
Are we ever happy about that!
Thank you all for your prayers on our behalf: and thank the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost for hearing them and coming to our aid (I made sure to ask all Three!–although I haven’t forgotten that they’re One).
With all the doctor visits this week, we cannot but help but sympathize with you!
I have long maintained that anyone who can still say “Fap!” after seeing the doctor is far from being defeated.
Plus you have our prayers. Get well soon, Erlene.
Erlene’s not feeling well today, so please keep her in your prayers. Meanwhile, she has requested this hymn–Have Thine Own Way, Lord, sung by Jim Reeves.
Please, Father, revive and refresh your servant, Erlene, and sweeten her day. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
The Chalcedon Foundation website (www.chalcedon.edu) is still shut down, we still don’t know what happened to it, and our tech guys are still working to try to bring us back online.
Just a couple of weeks ago some “journalist” sporting a rainbow T-shirt and a Palestinian face mask was “investigating” us for being a “hate group.” The substance of his investigation was that the Southern Poverty Law Center called us a hate group in 2006, so obviously we must be one, yatta-yatta. He complains to our server, and the next thing we know, our website is down.
Some of us have come to believe that Big Tech will do whatever it takes to ensure a Democrat presidency from whom they can buy whatever favors they need. Part of that strategy has to be to stifle conservatives, to erase their presence from the social media.
Meanwhile, Patty has solved and corrected the problem of my book chapters coming out as gibberish, so at least that one can come off Chalcedon’s to-do list.
Please pray for my employers and my mentors, The Chalcedon Foundation. Father in Heaven, we are being kept from our ministry–this is my belief–by the ungodly, who have interfered with our communications. They can’t get at you, so they come after your servants. Please, Lord, see us through this frustrating time, help us get back online, and protect us from the malice of your enemies. In Jesus’ name, Amen.