“M.D.Richer’s Journal”

Today is Sunday, November 3rd, 2024. 1:04 PM.
The following was written between October 31st, 2011, and Autumn 2024.
It is 64 pages in length. The page numbers may not copy when this is posted to my blog.

Monday, October 31, 2011. It was sunny today and cool. Snow fell Saturday night, but only a couple of inches. In other Eastern states much more snow fell—as much as 30 inches! The storm caused branches of trees to fall on electric power lines and thus over 2 million households lost power. It is taking several days to restore power to homes.

Here at Kennedy Manor the situation is very well. We have a very large diesel-powered electric generator in the backyard. We did not lose power.

Personally speaking, I do have problems. In this, my 59^th year of age, I have begun to feel aches in my body: my right heel hurts, sometimes my shoulder hurts, and my neck hurts when I turn my head. It may be arthritis. And another problem is my appetite for food. I eat 4 times a day and weigh 172 pounds. I suppose I’m about 15 pounds overweight.

It is 9:09 PM. I took a break and ate an English muffin with margarine and cream cheese. About 50 minutes prior I enjoyed ¾ cup of vanilla yogurt with almonds.

I’ve been studying visual basic computer programming; trying to grasp it. It is difficult for me to comprehend. I also read books that I purchase from midnight call ministries. The books are about Bible prophecy and interpreting the Bible. I also often wonder where else I might like to be located in the USA: Portsmouth, NH; Chattanooga, TN; Jacksonville or St. Petersburg, FL.

I’m writing this to provide myself with something to do.

I called my mother today.

Halloween!

November 13, 2011, Sunday, the last day of my 59^th year. If I live, I’ll be 60 tomorrow.

Tuesday, January 03, 2012. I met with Colleen, my social worker, this morning. We had a good conversation for about 45 minutes. I saw several people there at the Center. Afterwards, I walked to Walgreens to buy a gallon of milk. Returning home I made a cup of tea. Then I boiled an egg and made instant potatoes and sliced a piece of Spam; combined them all in a clear glass bowl and enjoyed lunch; then, took a nap for 45 minutes. Afterwards, I took a walk outside for 24 minutes; came home and put my coat away; went to the Community room to watch Fox News on channel 46: it was about the Iowa Caucus tonight.

Only the Republicans are in Iowa Caucus. My favorite contender is Mitt Romney. It seems to me that he is the most balanced, likeable, friendly, wholesome nominee. Nevertheless, I have considered myself to be a Democrat for years, politically. I also have considered myself to be a Christian. And, I have considered not voting anymore, because I am a Christian. In Philippians 3:20 it says that, for a Christian, our citizenship is in heaven. So, I wonder if a Christian should avoid worldly politics, and not vote.

Friday, January 06, 2012. I walked outside in the afternoon by way of Clinton St., Cumberland St., the Hamlet Avenue bridge, the road fronting Woonsocket Middle Schools, the Kendrick Avenue foot bridge to Cumberland St. once again and back to Kennedy Manor. It took 20 minutes, walking briskly.

Every day I go to Penn Foster Career School website looking for a correspondence course. I seem to want to study something technical.

I took a long nap after lunch, as usual.

I could study my new Miriam-Webster Collegiate dictionary. It contains interesting, technical articles about the English language.

I enjoy watching the evening news on television. In the morning, I listen to WBZ-news radio. I like keying my laptop keyboard. I also like to key my cellphone. It is a precise activity. I enjoy being accurate. I weigh myself often, too. Staying home is “good” for me.

We have had only one snowstorm so far this season. It was in October 2011. A little more snow would be a pretty sight. Snow flurries are welcome. The temperature has been unusually high this Winter.

Tuesday, March 06, 2012. It is a bright, sunny day; but cold. I do not want to go outside for a walk. My arthritis did not bother me for several weeks; but now I feel it in my neck, a little.

I purchased a new cell phone on February 20, 2012. This is “3Gs” so that it is “fast” enough to access news articles on the Internet. I like it; but it has a problem which I am working on: It sends out a false name to the caller-ID of the receiving phone. I notified the carrier, StraightTalk, about this error. They said it should be fixed by March 9^th.

I purchased cable Advanced TV. Now I can watch MLB exhibition games of the Boston Red Sox, and cable TV news during the day.

I had a slight cold; it seems to be getting better.

Last week WHA, the apt. building manager checked apartments here for bedbugs. I had none. It appeared today that an apartment near mine was being cleaned today.

Wednesday, March 07, 2012. It was sunny and windy today. I took the 8:59 a.m. RIPTA bus to Walmart in North Smithfield, where I purchased about $34 worth of groceries and household goods. The items were paid for with a SNAP-EBT card and a credit card. Taking the 10:06 a.m. bus back to Woonsocket, I walked 7 minutes to Kennedy Manor with 3 bags.

Last night I watched the super-Tuesday Republican primary news on MSNBC cable TV.

Miss Charcoal Brickette, my cat is doing well at 16 years old.

Sunday, April 01, 2012. I made some purchases during the past several months: a 26-inch digital LCD TV; a landline phone account; Advanced cable TV account; a large, dark green rocker-recliner chair; and a 3G StraightTalk cellphone.

I watch old re-runs of Lost in Space and Star Trek on Friday nights. I can really focus my attention on these two programs.

I’m reading The Unveiling: A Journey Through the Book of Revelation.

I’m having a difficult time curbing my appetite for food in the evening. My weight is 173 pounds. I removed bread and pasta from my diet.

A civil war is being waged in Syria: the established president against the common people.

A huge number of tornadoes have occurred in the United States already this year. The United States uses economic sanctions to coerce other countries. These economic sanctions impoverish those countries. I wonder if there is a connection between economic sanctions and devastating natural disasters. It is written: “As you sow, so shall you reap.” –The Lord Jesus Christ.

My elderly neighbor Bob B. has moved out of the apartment near mine; that means someone “new” will be moving in soon. Bob’s apartment had bedbugs recently.

Spring has arrived, my favorite season: moderately warm temperatures, low humidity, the greening of the foliage, the blossoming of the flowers; the most beautiful time of the year; also, the time we remember the resurrection of the Lord Jesus Christ. I read in a Bible dictionary that His resurrection was probably approximately April 9. I became a born-again believer on April 8, 1978 in Philadelphia, PA. with Andree Mailloux praying with me in a field near Beaver College, near Westminster Theological Seminary. Andree has become a writer of essays with “World Magazine”, which offers a Christian perspective on world events. Her name is now Andree Seu. She married a South Korean Christian and had four children. She was the first girl I ever took out on a date, back in 1970 when we were 18 and working summer jobs at Bonte Spinning mill on Fairmount Street in Woonsocket, Rhode Island. Her husband died of lung cancer in his mid-to-late 40s. Andree seemed to always want to know if and where I was going to church. I used to obsess about her asking me this. It really bothered me! I’ve gone to many churches over the years of my life; but I always stop going.

Thanks be to our Lord Jesus for His great goodness and mercy.

Friday, September 27, 2013. The world is commercial, and because it is commercial it lies, and since it lies it also puts on a decorated face, like a prostitute. Beware of the world! It leads the naïve astray; and are we not all—to a greater or lesser extent—naïve?

A multitude of words is as a flood. It overwhelms everything in its vicinity; it tries to prevail over everything; it leaves behind much mud; it has no mercy. Beware of the multitude of words! It is oppressive to the soul and to the spirit. Be concise!

Sunday, December 30, 2012. It snowed last night, about six inches fell. I shoveled my porch. Today it is very windy and cold, with sunshine. This afternoon, I’m watching the Houston Texans play the Indianapolis Colts in an NFL game. This is the last game of the regular season for most of the teams. The New England Patriots start their game in about an hour. It is now 3:16 PM.

A new prescription was given to me on December 11. It is called by the generic term Benztropine. The brand name is Cogentin. Each tablet is 0.5 mgs. After taking it for about six days, I experienced severe dizziness on the morning of December 21. I was so dizzy that I could hardly walk. If I looked at a clock, I could not tell the time because the clock seemed to be in erratic motion. I stayed in bed for most of two days. After that, I was able to get around with difficulty in my apartment. I remained moderately dizzy for about five more days. I stopped taking Benztropine for about nine days.

Thursday, April 25, 2013. I have begun not taking my anti-depressant for a couple of days; then, I take it again.

It’s finally Springtime again! —my favorite season. The cold days are mostly gone; warmer weather is upon us in New England. The Boston Red Sox are playing baseball again. I’m listening to their game on the radio, now, at 6:59 PM.

I stopped taking Benztropine.

Monday, October 07, 2013. Purchased an Epson printer, online for $99.99. Re-certified lease to live at Kennedy Manor.

“Recollections”

I recall waiting for mom to come home from the hospital with my new-born sister. I must have been seven.

I remember crying intensely in a closet, crying so hard it hurt; having trouble breathing. I don’t remember what brought this crying on; but I think my mom physically abused me in great anger. I did not cry much after that: I was afraid of the emotional pain from crying.

I recall a boy named Paul. He lived in the house behind my grandmother’s property. I was on his property, or next to it. He had a toy rifle. I think it was an “air-gun”. He told me to hold the gun (vertically) under my chin and pull the trigger. I did as he said. A powerful burst of air shot me under my chin. It hurt and it stunned me. I felt a strong need to cry, but I didn’t. I remained calm.

“Lucky Strike”

As a boy, walking to Cass Park with Gary and Dale, Gary spotted a discarded cigarette pack of Lucky Strikes on the ground. He stepped on the empty pack, then walked up behind me and slammed his hand hard against my back and said, “lucky strike!” He did this on more than one occasion. He was about 3-4 years older than me.

“Tar Ball”

October 17, 2013. Isn’t it tragic and bizarre that many believe that they can reject the gospel of Jesus Christ and distort the truth of Who He is and change the Scriptures to “say” what they want, rather than what God said; and then to expect and teach the lie that their “reward” for such blasphemous duplicity, heresy and hypocrisy will be everlasting life on “paradise earth”? They don’t believe God’s Word! They don’t believe the Holy Scriptures! The term “paradise earth” isn’t even found in the Bible! And they have the audacity to go knocking on doors world-wide preaching their false religion!

November 10, 2013, Sunday. We have not seen snow yet, this autumn; looking forward to it.

Story Ideas: Brainstorming

Griddle, atmosphere, setting, theme, modern, cooking, PC, E.A. Poe, doubloons, Hardy Boys story: “…Cabin Island”, Sherlock Holmes stories, adventure, mystery, title: “Escape from Reality”. The Past, the Present, the Future. Mood. Style. Genre. Publisher. Copyright. Rights. Purpose. Author. Narrator. Time- Setting. Location. Characters. Plot. Conflict. Crisis.

November 16, 2013, Saturday. 7:42 PM. “A Memory of Childhood”. It was dark, and huge, moving shadows from the large maple tree in the garden wavering in the wind and street light terrified me as I approached the trash barrels against the tenement house in the backyard of 76 Sweet Avenue. Charles Dickens would have liked this scene. Henry David Thoreau would have examined the maple tree in daylight. Charcoal would have sniffed the barrels.

December 21, 2013, the first day of Winter. About a year ago, I was taking 7 prescriptions a day, and I was keeping appointments at Northern RI Community Services regularly, seeing a social worker and a psychiatrist there. Now, I am only taking 2 prescriptions: ¼ dosage of olanzapine a day, and tamsulosin—once every three days. I have not been to NRICS since August 20, 2013– 4 months ago.

January 7, 2014, Tuesday. Very cold.

January 14, 2014, Tuesday. To a prospective social worker or psychiatrist in the process of interviewing me, as a patient: After more than 20 years of being interviewed approximately once every two weeks, and patiently answering all questions asked of me, and after becoming chronically aggravated by daily memories of these question-and-answer routines, I have come to realize that it is now necessary to stop being as an open book. I have to claim my right to privacy and to refuse to answer some questions, so that I don’t become aggravated by the torment resulting from the effort of explaining everything I say and revealing everything about my thought life.

Charcoal, The LORD’s Cat

b. March 1996; d. January 15, 2014, 5:15pm

January 18, 2014. Charcoal died three days ago. I often thought of her as “the LORD’s cat”; since the Lord God made everything, including people and animals and the earth and stars. Jesus said that only God is good. Charcoal seemed good to me. She often touched my heart. She still touches my heart. I cry every day that she is gone. When she was dying at the veterinary clinic it hurt me so much I could not speak, as she lay dying in perfect repose and silence. Afterwards, I thought it was because the bond between us had dissolved, and that was why I hurt and could not speak. But now three days later, the bond between us is strong. She is in the after-life. I cannot see her; but I still love her. I still remember her. I look forward with hope to seeing her again and resuming our friendship, when I too enter the after-life at the Lord-God-appointed time of my departure. Sometimes I feel left behind; that Charcoal has gone on ahead of me into God’s kingdom in heaven. I hope she can remember me as I remember her.

She was two months less than 18 years old. We were together for 17 years, 6 months, and three days. She had no kittens.

God is good.

Monday, January 20, 2014. Here in New England, we are entering another cold spell; snow is also expected this week.

I started drinking Sanka coffee several days ago; I had a difficult day, today. I think 2 cups of Sanka had something to do with my mental condition and mood. I get aggravated. My speech is also a bit difficult sometimes. I “stumble” in my pronunciation often.

Non-stop talking is very difficult for me to endure. I often think about that trait. It seems to me, at least, that it is overbearing, oppressive, domineering, tiresome, boring, selfish, egotistical, tormenting; and worse than all that: it leaves a very bad memory in its wake that is aggravating. I wonder if those who indulge themselves in that abhorrent behavior are also suffering from a delusion, some kind of delusion of grandeur.

January 21, 2014 Tuesday. Snowing hard tonight. Cold, wind is howling down Clinton St.

When someone tries to be logical and attempts to solve a difficult human problem, he is in danger of falling into the fallacy of over-simplification.

I had no Sanka today; and I felt less unwell. Did have a cup of green tea.

I took out Charcoal’s cleaned litter box from the closet; and left it out in the hallway near the elevator on the 8^th floor. This is where residents leave things they wish to give away. A few hours later, I checked and it was gone. Last night as I waited to fall asleep, I heard in my heart from Charcoal. She sounded like a young lady reassuring me that she is alright now, that she is well, and that her name now is Ann.

January 25, 2014, Saturday.

Title for an autobiographical novel: “A Child’s Witness”.

Non-stop talkers prey upon others; they are as predators, seeking whom they can burden with their voluminous, oppressive speeches.

Read articles at www.raptureready.com concerning the future Israeli “announcement of the agreement” and the consequential “signing of the covenant”, followed by the Rapture of believers in Christ.

“Crossing the River”. If we are spiritual, our whole life span is a journey whose accomplishment of crossing over to the “other side” is finalized when we breathe our last breath.

Inventions of “religion” by those who are not believers in Christ are false religions by false “prophets” who “prophecy” falsely; they pervert the gospel of Christ, pervert the truth of God’s Word; they lie and deny; they say: “that’s not what it means”; they say, “No!” when confronted with Scripture; they use obfuscations; evasions; doublespeak when confronted with reason. (“From such, withdraw thyself.”) –if your peace of mind is precious to you; if the health of your soul is valuable to you.

“You must be born again!” Read the Gospel According to John…and all of the Bible. “Let God be true and every man a liar.”

Read Proverbs in the Old Testament.

January 26, 2014, Sunday. As I was eating my supper of home-baked frozen pizza at my desk, I looked to my right and noticed with enjoyment the shining light under my apartment door. It occurred to me how this phrase could become the title of a story.

“The Light Under the Door”

Aggravation is a mood that occurs in my daily life; it arrives in association with memories of people: things they’ve said; sometimes, even comparing Scripture with Scripture aggravates me. Deuteuronomy 28 upset me today.

Heavenly Father, deliver us from the un_kindness of man_kind. If you, dear reader, wonder who and what I mean, the answers are daily before us on radio, tv, internet and newspapers. Heavenly Father, deliver us also from the un_kindness in our own hearts and minds: deliver us from bitterness, resentments, anguish, sorrows, anger, guilt; let us forgive and forget and let go of negative thoughts and memories. What a cesspool can live inside us!

Beware of crocodile tears! They cometh with evil intent! Read the definition in a college dictionary.

January 27, 2014, Monday. Tonight will mark the fifth consecutive evening that I take only 1.25 mgs (1/4 tablet) of olanzapine, an anti-psychotic drug. My intent is to taper-off this “medication”. By doing so, I will have no need to find a psychiatrist when the prescription is finished. This will be a relief to me.

I sometimes notice an optical illusion: a blind area appears in my view, like a dark-grey cloud. It lasts for 5-20 minutes. If it continues I will make an appointment with my optometrist.

I’ve also had a painful shoulder for several days; it might be a consequence of lifting heavy storage boxes in my apartment. The boxes are full of my books. Today the pain was diminished.

My short-term memory is poor; for example, I weigh myself and immediately forget the numerical value I just read on the scale. I look at the clock and immediately forget what time it is. I read a sentence and have to read it 3 times to comprehend it.

Shopped at Price-Rite for groceries: $28. Traveled by RIPTA bus: 9:16 am. Returned home at about 11:00. Had a little lunch at home of one wheat English muffin with a slice of American cheese and smart balance margarine and ½ cup of milk flavored with Ovaltine. Took a nap for about 40 minutes. Upon rising, had a cup of green tea—which often energizes me. Sure enough, went out for a 30-minute walk in the cold air. Soon after returning, went to Walgreens across the street for a gallon of 2%-fat milk. Listened to talk-radio: 1240 AM (Woonsocket station). Washed some dishes. Prayed for a few minutes. Looked out the window a few times. Read a bit about bookkeeping in a book. Checked my cellphone’s answering system by going to the Kennedy Manor entrance and using the security system calling phone to call my phone. (It’s working well.) Experienced less aggravation today from my thoughts.

February 2, 2014, Sunday night. A term came to mind this morning as I thought of Karen Ph.’s habitual reaction whenever I quoted the Scriptures to her: “That’s not what it means.” She would reply. I did not tell her what it meant. She apparently automatically denies what is written. The term that came to mind is: “group think.” I referred to Merriam-Webster Collegiate Dictionary. “: a pattern of thought characterized by self-deception, forced manufacture of consent, and conformity to group values and ethics.”

Yesterday, I found Charcoal’s whisker on my apartment floor, 17 days after she passed away, at 17+ years old. It touched my heart with sadness that she is gone. Immediately, I thought of saving it; nevertheless, I placed it in the trash box. Then, I took it back and scotch-taped it to her medical records in my file cabinet. Today, I found another whisker on the floor. They are white. I scotch-taped this one inside the front of my old Open Bible, with the words: Charcoal’s Whisker, 2/2/14”. I don’t want her to be cloned. And I don’t want anyone to create a “shrine” for her. That would be idolatrous. I had 4 or 5 photographs of her when she was about 6-7 months old. I shredded them, so that I would not look at them and feel deep sorrow about her absence. I often feel sorrow anyway as I remember her. We were very compatible buddies for 17+ years. Charco-babe, my little darling.

February 9, 2014, Sunday. A barrage of words is like a swarm of flies; one cannot get away fast enough.

“When words are many, transgression is not lacking, but whoever restrains his lips is prudent.” –PROVERBS 10:19.

“The Few vs. the Many”

Contrary to popular opinion in worldly religions, salvation and paradise are reserved for the few, not the many. The many reject Jesus Christ, and pervert the Gospel; they associate themselves in false religions; they listen to and themselves become false prophets and false teachers. They are heretics.

“For there are many rebellious people, mere talkers and deceivers, especially those of the circumcision group.” –Titus 1:10.

“They claim to know God, but by their actions they deny him.” –Titus 1:16.

“Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life and only a few find it.” –Matthew 7:13, 14.

“Jesus answered: Watch out that no one deceives you. For many will come in my name, claiming, ‘I am the Christ,’ and will deceive many.” –Matthew 24:4, 5.

“Someone asked him, ‘Lord, are only a few people going to be saved?’ He said to them, ‘Make every effort to enter through the narrow door, because many, I tell you, will try to enter and will not be able to.’” –Luke 13:23, 24.

The door… I will build my church. Societies are merely of men.

February 10, 2014, Monday. The putrefying pimples on the face of the world are all coming to a head, like an acute, global case of acne. “…and the whole world lieth in wickedness.” -1John 5:19b. “For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.” –Ephesians 6:12.

“Calling into Question…Calling into Doubt”

The Devil, in the form of a serpent, in the garden of Eden, questioned Eve about what God said to her and to Adam, calling into doubt the truthfulness of God’s Word to them. The Devil continues to do this evil work today. There is a “society” today of world-wide reach, that calls into question and plants subtle seeds of doubt into the minds of anyone and everyone who will listen to them, concerning the meaning of God’s Word. They pervert the Gospel of Jesus Christ; deny the trinity: One God, as Father, Son, and Holy Spirit; deny Christ’s death on a cross; deny that the Holy Spirit of God is God; deny that Jesus Christ is God; deny that Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior is divine; deny that salvation is completed by the grace of God through faith in Christ’s redeeming work on Calvary; deny that our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ is going to return to earth visibly to establish His Kingdom, the Kingdom of God; deny that Jesus Christ, the Living Word of God, is eternal, from everlasting; deny that Jesus Christ is equal with God; deny that the Lord Jesus Christ continues to build His Church today; deny that all the fullness of the godhead is in the Lord Jesus Christ, bodily; deny that the soul is conscious after death; deny there is a hell; deny there is eternal punishment. All of these denials contradict God’s revelations in the Holy Scriptures. While discussing Colossians 1:18 with one of their members, she said to me in apparent sincerity: “Don’t read the Bible, Mark.”

It is written to christians: “Dear friends, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are from God, because many false prophets have gone out into the world. This is how you can recognize the Spirit of God: Every spirit that acknowledges that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is from God, but every spirit that does not acknowledge Jesus is not from God. This is the spirit of the antichrist, which you have heard is coming and even now is already in the world.” -1John 4:1-3.

I have no doubt that, if this society reads what is written here about them, they will do the same thing that they do with Scripture. They will deny and dispute it.

February 11, 2014, Tuesday. Out of a hardened heart proceed hard words.

If you place an “L” at the end of “America” it spells “americal”—a miracle! Unfortunately for Americans, the corruption in America resulting from the love of money; “spiritual wickedness in high places,” (Ephesians 6:12); and the consequent disregard of justice for all is spelling destruction, poverty, iniquity, inequity, hatred, violence, murder, terrorism, misery, fear, discouragement and environmental disasters for all.

As long as we have institutions that remove prayer from public schools (thus removing godliness from the souls of children during their formative years); as long as we have the inculcation of covetousness, which is idolatry, into the hearts of all of us by intensive mass-advertising of consumer goods; the glorification of perversion; legalized abortion and gambling, and many other evils of ungodliness; we are going to continue to suffer as a people. Many people in their hardened hearts either can’t see or refuse to admit the spiritual consequences of their behavior. They refuse to acknowledge God, so their foolish hearts are darkened.

February 15, 2014, Saturday. I made an appointment with a counselor at Hosanna Lighthouse Ministries, a faith-based agency on River St. in Woonsocket: Tuesday Feb. 18. I did this because of my serious concern about having no one to prescribe my anti-psychotic medication when my current prescription ends. Experience with tapering-off this med. Has shown me that I will become suicidal and mad without it; unless God, in His grace, heals me of mental illness.

February 16, 2014, Sunday. I’m sick with dizziness and a general feeling of unease. I’m thinking of canceling the appointment made for Tuesday, Feb. 18. Tomorrow, Todd is supposed to come by to receive my Epson printer. Thank God that at least I’ve been able to sleep at night, and even take a nap during the late morning or early afternoon. It is a merciful thing to escape from my illness, in sleep.

Thank God! As I was sleeping, taking a late morning nap, my cellphone ringtone began to play and woke me up at a few minutes after noon. I let it ring, staying in bed and letting the answering service take the message. A few minutes later, I got up and listened to the message. In gratitude, I found that it was from Plaza Psychology & Psychiatry. I called them back and we made an appointment for March 4, 2014.

February 22, 2014, Saturday. I was thinking of Charcoal as I was dusting off the green Boston rocker chair that was Charcoal’s favorite. When I turned over the cushion I found another of her whiskers; it was a small, fine one; like a thin “leave of grass” to borrow from Walt Whitman. I scotch-taped it inside the front cover of my Open Bible, along with her other, larger whisker, with the words: “Charcoal, the Lord’s Cat, Her Whiskers, 2/22/2014, Mark.” The Lord God made her, and everything; so, she’s the Lord’s. I still love you, Charcoal. And I hope to be re-united with you, according to the Lord God’s Will. You still make me cry, Buddy Girl.

February 23, 2014, Sunday evening. “Like lambs among wolves…” –Luke 10:3.

“Like Lambs Among Wolves”

February 24, 2014, Monday. Just to be honest: I don’t want to be responsible, again, for the care of a cat. I don’t want to deal with cat litter, cat box, lugging home heavy boxes of litter, daily cleaning of litter box (several times a day), going to a Vet, paying a Vet.

February 25, 2014, Tuesday. “About Demons”

Demons are in the human heart. Here is an example: I have a photography demon. The demon motivates me to buy a camera, a digital software program, photographic paper, a photo-printer, photographic books, a tripod; go out and take pictures; print the photos; buy photo albums for the pictures; collect several hundred pictures; and then, after several years of this business…throw it all away! And then, several months later, start the whole business all over again…and later, throw it all away again. Yes, I have actually been through this rigmarole twice. Now, I’m struggling with this demon that wants me to buy all this equipment all over again. The choice is mine: be driven by a demon; or resist with God’s help. If I resist, I gain mastery over this demon—and perhaps mastery over many other like-minded demons; or give-in and be driven like a fool.

February 27, 2014, Thursday. “Demons”

Demon: “1a) an evil spirit. b) a source or agent of evil, harm, distress or ruin. –Merriam-Webster’s Collegiate Dictionary, 11^th Edition.

“astray”

Astray: “wandering. 1) off the right path or route: STRAYING. 2) in error: away from what is proper or desirable” –M-W’s Collegiate Dictionary.

I have been led astray from the right path or route; from what is proper or desirable.

March 1, 2014, Saturday. “City Walk”

I walked to Woonsocket’s “North End” early this afternoon. It was a special experience for me because of my memories of Eileen. In my 4^th grade attending St. Charles School in 1961, Eileen first appeared in my life. By the seventh grade I began to notice her. My sister Lesley remarked once how pretty Eileen was. She lived on Glen Road in the North End, the rich section of Woonsocket. On my walk today, I imagined I was walking in the foot-steps of Eileen as she walked home from school many years ago. Reaching Glen Road, I noticed the house she used to live in with her family. It looked just like it did 50+ years ago. Same color; in good condition. The house next to hers used to be the home of my childhood pediatrician. And across the street and a little ways down was the house of my first grade friend, Lee. On the evening of our last day attending St. Charles in 1966 we attended a party at Lee’s home. We danced. My high school classmate, John, who owns a restaurant now in Woonsocket, lives on Glen Road, either in or near Lee’s house. My mood was elevated as I walked Glen Road; the sun was shining and the sky was blue, the air was fresh and clear. It was in the fourth grade attending St. Charles School in 1961 that Eileen first appeared in my life. By the seventh grade I began to notice her. My sister Lesley remarked once how pretty Eileen was. She lived on Glen Road in the North End, the rich section of Woonsocket. On my walk today,

March 12, 2014, Wednesday.

“Gossip”

Even chirping birds know better than to gossip. Gossipers will never be free; their demons won’t let them.

March 21, 2014, Friday.

May 17, 2014, Saturday. Those who ridicule others, beware: the ridiculer inevitably becomes ridiculous.

May 29, 2014, Thursday. Bright sunny day; temperature in mid 60s.

My refrigerator makes noises. Everyone’s refrigerator makes noises! Went 7 days without taking my psychiatric med. Olanzapine; then, I had to take it! Because of depression and scary internal angry dialogue. I feared I was at the threshold of madness! For those who can’t imagine the consequences of madness, let me enunciate it: neighbors could call the police; the police could come and remove me to a psychiatric ward; at the hospital they could force me to take the very med. that I had stopped taking; later, I could get an expensive co-payment medical bill. Being removed from my apartment on a stretcher would be embarrassing. Being confronted later with questions like: Why did you stop taking your med.? could be embarrassing to answer. Answer: the med has side-effects; the med requires a prescription that only a licensed doctor can write; psychiatrists require office visits; the visit entails answering many personal questions; after the visit I can be upset by the memory of the visit, feeling/thinking that I’ve been thru an inquisition-interrogation. It’s aggravating. A minimalist might say: Don’t think about it. Reply: Some things are unavoidable to think about. Conclusion: Sometimes seeing a psychiatrist can be detrimental to my mental health. I’ve only seen a psychiatrist once in 9 months: Dr. _ _ _ _ at Plaza Psychology & Psychiatry. Previously, I had been going to NRICS.

May 30, 2014, Friday. When news reports inform the public of U.S. economic sanctions against Iran and Russia, I think of the suffering-in-poverty of the poor in those countries. And when I hear of the many disasters happening in the U.S. I wonder if God is repaying the U.S. for the harm it is doing.

June 15, 2014, Sunday evening.

Titles:

“The World Unmasked”

“Dialogues of David”

“Soliloquies of the Seriously Disturbed”

Monday June 23, 2014.

People don’t want to see what’s going on in the world; it’s too upsetting, horrifying, aggravating, maddening.

Turn to the Lord God. Pray. Read the Bible. Sing hymns to the Lord. Ask for help, forgiveness, redemption, salvation, strength, wisdom, understanding, peace, love. Love your neighbor as you love yourself. Be disciplined, sober-minded. Give glory to God. “Do justly, love mercy, walk humbly with God.” “Let your words be few.” Withdraw thyself from those who practice evil.

July 8, 2014, Tuesday.

Meet my two friends: “Stuck” and “Stay”.

Forgive and Forget

Kick the Can: A Twilight Zone episode

The mind can be a disquieting place. May I leave it behind in favor of Heaven.

Peace. Health. Quietness.

July 9, 2014, Wednesday.

Mental Hell Center: On the Picturesque Bank of the Revenue River

I’m not buying what you’re trying to sell.

I’m not believing what you’re trying to tell.

Not giving away any freebies;

You’ll have to find out for yourself!

Dental-Cleaning Concern

There is an appointment for me to have my teeth cleaned in nine days, July 18^th. I have a concern with that. Several times over the years I’ve noticed that, after a cleaning, I experience a painful gum sensitivity that lasts for months. Eventually, it dawned on me why this happens. The hygienist has to use all her strength to get the floss through my teeth—and then, suddenly, it goes through, but with such force that it damages my gum. So, I’ve decided that the best solution for me is to request that the hygienist NOT floss my teeth. I can do it myself when I get home. My additional concern is that, when I make this request, I’m going to be told: “Don’t worry. She will be careful.” That is not satisfactory for me. I want assurance, before getting into the dentist chair that she will NOT attempt to floss my teeth. Otherwise, I will not sit for a cleaning.

July 14, 2014, Monday. Title: “me, a sinner…”

July 15, 2014, Tuesday.

Don’t know

Don’t care

Don’t want to know

Don’t want to care.

August 9, 2014, Saturday.

charcoal, grey and white;

A little of Cinderella, a little of snow white.

Jesus, meek and lowly in heart

His yoke is Easy, His burden is Light

His gift is Life

Grace and Truth are in His Presence.

Saturday, August 16, 2014. I weigh 143 pounds, which is 29 pounds less than October 31, 2011–three years ago.

“Internal Dialogues”

Monday, August 18, 2014.

Behold the spider making his web

He works for his living

And on “the night shift” besides

What ambition! What skill! What industry!

Can a man make a true spider’s web?

Nope.

And the spider needs no cup of coffee to get going

Glory be to the spider’s Maker!

“23”

I was born at 8:23 am

My dad died when I was 23

I moved into Kennedy Manor on January 23

Emily Dickenson…God bless her

“Oh the pain…the pain…the pain of it ALL!” -Dr. Zackary Smith, Lost in Space.

The world seems to be descending into chaos by violence, debt, wars, environmental catastrophe, weather catastrophes, floods, fires, pestilence, Ebola, HIV, abortion of unborn by the multimillions, nuclear pollution, ocean pollution, proliferation of guns and murder, ego-inflation, hoarding of trillions by corporations, imbalance of wealth. A few have vastly too much; the many have too little.

Waiting for the LORD GOD to return and to restore all things according to justice, and to take vengeance against wickedness; and to bless His own.

EOP (End of Page)

How great is our God!

He’s coming…back!

Wednesday, August 20, 2014.

Listening to many words is like standing at the bottom of an interminable avalanche–and getting buried! Those who are free remove themselves! Those who are not free, suffer the burial of verbosity. And later, they are tormented by the memory of what they suffered; and are tormented by the the urgent question: “Why didn’t, or why couldn’t, I leave that situation of monumental oppression (and boredom!)?” And, “Was I listening to a demon, a demon of talk, a talking demon?” Those who talk incessantly, if they read this, will laugh it off–and go on with their non-stop talking, continuing to allow their demon to use them as a puppet–and bask in the vain-glory of being listened to by those whom they are oppressing. They are deluded by a false sense of pride, and by their demons!

Words to Look-up, and Know

dissemble; insinuate; gainsay; obfuscate; deceit; ruthless; insidious; deleterious.

Labor Day, September 1, 2014, Monday. A little power in a small mind with a hard heart can unleash much trouble.

The proud and arrogant and irresponsible are vulnerable to many demons.

Friday, September 5, 2014. “Sweet Avenue”

I grew up on Sweet Avenue, which lies between Elm Street and Cass Avenue, and a five-minute walk from Woonsocket Hospital, where I was born in November 1951, on a cloudy Wednesday at 8:23 am, according to my birth certificate, and my mother’s memory. She recalled that the moon was full the night before my birth as she was getting into the car with my Dad to go to the hospital.

Sweet Avenue was a well-kept street and neighborhood. We lived in a small triple-decker half-way down the street facing West. Directly across the street from my grandmother’s property where we lived, was a very large garden that was tended by a very old, large man who lived across the street. His name was Mr. Barrette. My grandmother was Mme. Wilbur (Dora Depot.)

We lived on the third-floor of that triple-decker: My mom and dad: Beulah (Wilbur) Richer; Raymond Arthur Richer; older sister Lesley, and me (Mark David). Five more siblings would follow during the next 16 years. On the second floor of the tenement house lived my Uncle Milton Wilbur (my mother’s older brother), his wife my Aunt Pauline, and their three children, my cousins, all older than me and my sister: cousins Milton, Phyllis, and Paula. On the first floor lived my Aunt Dorothy Wilbur, my mother’s older sister. Also on the first floor, but in the back of the house, lived my grandmother in a separate apartment. We were all one family. It was good there; or so it seemed to me in my youth and in my naiveté.

September 16, 2014, Tuesday. In personal conversation, it is better to be understanding than to be didactic. People are turned-off by “teachers”. While it may be appropriate for a mother to teach her young child, it is not helpful to “teach” her friend. Friends don’t like being treated as children. Social workers sometimes don’t seem to understand this. Yes, I understand that a social worker’s client is not her “friend”; however, being didactic remains disagreeable. Be understanding.

“The Torn Halloween-Candy-Bag Caper on Hebert Avenue”

Short Dialogue

“So, what are you doing for Christmas? she asked.

“Our Good Shepherd does not require His sheep to do anything for Christmas,” he replied.

“How do you know that? she asked.

“If He wanted his sheep to do things for Christmas, He would have put into the Scriptures the date of His birth.”

“Then what is Christmas for?” she asked.

“It’s for the world,” he replied.

The Good Shepherd’s sheep are for Him; not for the world.

December 11, 2014, Thursday.

The more someone tells me,

The more I forget

–it’s just too much!

(like an avalanche)

The less someone tells me,

The more I remember;

Like the Morningstar serene

that makes a clear impression.

December 13, 2014, Saturday. Cold, windy and sunny. C. 39*F.

Concerning Christmas Displays

Who, or what, does this display honor or worship? –Certainly not Christ the Lord nor His Heavenly Father.

This is what The American Heritage College Dictionary, Fourth Edition has to say about “Saint Nicholas: or Saint Nick n. Santa Claus”.

And the same Dictionary says this about “Old Nick: n. The Devil; Satan”.

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Artificial statuette, artificial tree

Are these objects of idolatry?

If not, then why are they here?

Of what worth to our neighbors (and to our Lord God) are these vanities?

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“And God spoke all of these words: “I am the LORD your God, who brought you out of Egypt, out of the land of slavery.”

“You shall have no other gods before me.”

“You shall not make for yourself an idol in the form of anything in heaven above or on the earth beneath or in the waters below. You shall not bow down to them or worship them; for I, the LORD your God, am a jealous God, punishing the children for the sin of the fathers to the third and fourth generation of those who hate me, but showing love to a thousand generations of those who love me and keep my commandments.” -EXODUS 20: 1-6.

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EXODUS 20: 4-6.

ISAIAH 42: 17. “But those who trust in idols, who say to images, ‘You are our gods,’ will be turned back in utter shame.”

ISAIAH 44: 6-20.

MATTHEW 5: 17-20.

PSALM 20:7.

PSALM 40:4. “Blessed is the man who makes the LORD his trust, who does not look to the proud, to those who turn aside to false gods.” (end of p. 388) “p.20”

12/14/2014, Thursday. Verbositeurs. Verbosity is dominating others by excessive speech. It may be described as “non-stop” talking. Those who patiently listen to it often find that when they themselves at last try to insert a few words into the conversation, they are interrupted before they can complete one single sentence. And, if they protest by saying, “Please, don’t interrupt me.” They are told: “I knew what you were going to say.” And the verbositeur then continues his non-stop talking. Another trick of verbositeurs is to raise their very loud voice to such a volume that no one else can be heard, whenever anyone tries to speak up. Domineerers make an impression like a bull moose standing on the dinning-room table at dinner-time. Honestly, no offense intended to an actual moose. They would never presume to do such a thing.

The proud incur big-mindedness, resulting in oral run-off that manifests as non-stop talking.

Holy Scripture says much about the proud and a few things about “when words are many”; and in another version it is expressed as “in the multitude of words”. The New Testament book JAMES 3 also addresses “the tongue”.

A Bible concordance may be used to find Scriptures on the subjects of “words”, “tongue”, and “proud”, if one is interested.

An unfortunate effect of listening to excessive talk is vexation. This word, too, is in the Bible.

12/20/2014, Saturday. Mostly cloudy, c. 37*F.

“The Revenue Racket”: A global contagion of the business world.

12/23/2014, Tuesday. It was cloudy and misty.

In the holy name

Of God’s only Son,

Set a bridle on thy tongue.

New Year -2015

1/3/2015 I was in a dark and dismal state

–for a long stay

The Lord’s love and light

Shone down steadily on my plight

–and now the gloom is gone away!

1/4/2015 Idea for a literary character’s name: “Howduz Thatfield?”

“Rein in your horses! Bridle that tongue!”

Is a christmas tree a doll tree ?

It’s all dolled-up, just like a doll.

A doll tree…hmmm… -Is it idolatry?

Mr. Monster Man talks endlessly and often, raising his voice above anyone who tries to add anything to the conversation, so that he alone speaks, making an impression like a great creature standing alone on the dining-room table at meal time, imposing.

“The Seagulls of Social-Flatlands”

January 17, 2015, Saturday night. It was bright-sunny and cold today. Took a 25-minute walk around the Clinton/Lower Main/Social St./Cumberland Street block. I walk faster when it is cold.

good men listen

bad ones interrupt

worst ones holler over the good ones

bullies beware

the proud don’t care

“The Acorns and the Two Boys”

(A story about one tender boy who saw a little acorn beginning to sprout. He nourished it ‘till it grew up to be a great oak. With the boards from the tree he built himself a strong house. In his old age, a great storm came and beat against his house; but his house was strong as the oak and protected him. And he was safe.

The other boy was himself strong as a bull. He too found an acorn beginning to sprout. He thought to himself, You weak little thing. I can easily destroy you with only my foot. And he stomped his foot on the little green sprout and squished it hard into the earth, killing it. And then he laughed in glee, feeling strong as a bull at what he had done. He never had an idea to build a house. He trusted in his own strength (which eventually passed away) to keep himself safe. Later, when he was an older man, a storm came and beat against him, with all of its strength. And he was drowned and swept away by the flooding waters. The Lord had something to say about a man who built a house, and about a storm. – Matthew 7:21-29. Luke 6:46-49.)

Smarty Pants needs to learn that there are more important things than smarts, under God’s heaven.

Monday, March 30, 22015. Verbosity is an avalanche of many words.

Tuesday, March 31, 2015. Gossip, like an avalanche, serves only dirt.

Even the sparrows chirping in the bushes know better than to gossip in the hearing of their maker.

“Crazy Little Madman”

“Poor Little Everbody”

“Poor Little Everybody”

“The Way It Looks from Here” (EOP) “End of Printing”

April 3, 2015, Friday. Verbosity is like an avalanche with an after-effect of vexation, leading to the observation that non-stop talking is a hell of a thing, possibly with demonic motivation.

April 13, 2015. Dialogues with David

I took the #54 RIPTA bus to the North Smithfield, RI Wal-Mart store at 11:11 AM today. In about two weeks I’ve gone there three times. Before this spree, I had not been going there often; the reason for my infrequency was _ _ _ _, the Wal-Mart greeter. I find her personal attention vexatious. She asks me questions about my faith. Recently, she asked me why I don’t go to church. She touches me lightly with her hand, on my arm or shoulder. It seems presumptuous to me (her touch and especially her questions). These behaviors also seem inappropriate of a Wal-Mart greeter. Afterwards, I am vexed by the memory of her behaviors toward me. The reader might ask: “Well, why don’t you just tell her to leave you alone?” For me, it’s just not that simple. I’m not at liberty to just say whatever I’d like to say to people. I’m concerned about the consequences of speaking my mind.

Monday, April 20, 2015. A cloudy, rainy day in Spring.

“The seed and the many”

Sometimes I feel like an acorn instead of like an oak

Keeping all that I can be inside…

Until it makes me choke!

“Jesus replied, ‘The hour has come for the Son of Man to be glorified. I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds. The man who loves his life will lose it, while the man who hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life. Whoever serves me must follow me, and where I am, my servant also will be. My Father will honor the one who serves me.”

“Now my heart is troubled, and what shall I say? ‘Father, save me from this hour’? No, it was for this very reason I came to this hour. Father, glorify your name!” -John 12:23-28a.

There once was a seed that did not want to sprout

There once was a boy who did not want to shout

His own mother ridicule him when he pout.

“Look at him! Look at him! Pouting and shielding his eye with his hand!” She exclaimed gleefully to all at the table, hurting and confusing him as he sat for dinner.

Remember the song, “The Rose” -Bette Midler.

“he! he! he! -that’s all I want to be” shouted the seed that did not want to sprout

If my maker wanted me to be a tree He would not have buried me in the dirt!

What am I wirt?

Let me be! Let me be! I do not want to break. You can have the Sun and His Light

I want to stay like a mite

I’m not a fish! I do not want to bite!

I’d be scared to attain great height!

I do not want those birds nesting on my branches

I do not want to feed a thousand squirrels!

Let them starve! Let them freeze!

Let them come to their knees

I’m safe and secure in my soil

Where I do not have to toil!

“What’s it All About, Alfie?”

“Hey Everybody! Guess what? What? Sprout’s coming out of his shell!”

“Where?”

Just listen…Listen to what? to “the still small voice” -1 Kings 19:12… (KJV).

May, 13, 2015. Wednesday. Sunny, cool, windy.

“Between Heaven and Earth; Dialogues of Di and Al”

(Al died and Di Lives. Don’t be sorry. God is not the God of the dead but of the living. (Mt. 22:29-33.)

Di.

Al.

Dialogue: “Don’t Worry About It!”

Al: Jesus said something about the Law, that it would not pass away until all things are fulfilled. -Matthew 5:17-20. However, Colossians 2:1-3:17 seems to say something different.”

Di: “Don’t worry about it.”

Al: “Isn’t what you just said dismissive of something that is too important to just not worry about it?

Di: “What do you mean?”

Al: “How is it that you don’t understand what is meant? Think about it.”

Di: “Think about what?”

Al: “Excruciating explicity! Think about what Jesus said about the Law. And then, think about what Colossians says about ‘the written code, with its regulations’. How do we reconcile them?”

Di: “Don’t worry about it.”

Al: “Simply not worrying about it, to me, is like leaving an important job before it is finished. A good worker doesn’t do that. Anyway, what makes you think that trying to understand the Scriptures is ‘worrying about it’?

Di: Why don’t you just pray for the peace of God that transcends all understanding, and stop worrying about it?” (Philippians 4:7)

Al: “Maybe thinking and trying to understand just isn’t your cup of tea…”

Di: “Wait a minute! What do you think I am!?”

Al: “Don’t worry about it.”

Di: “Maybe God is just frustrating your intelligence.” (1 Corinthians 1:19).

Al: “Why would He do that?”

Di: “Maybe you’re intellectually proud. Doesn’t God’s word say something about ‘the proud’? Use your concordance… ‘Excruciating explicity’… umm. You gave yourself away with that one! Vocabulistic ostentatiousness, me thinks.”

Al: “Well, at least you’re thinking now.”

EOP of page 25.

P. 26 Begins Here.

Sunday, May 31, 2015. By the decree of God our heavenly Father, Yeshua Messiah has risen from the dead, and He is Lord over all creation–to the glory of God Almighty! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! In the Name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit!

In vain do the naysayers naysay.

In vain do the gainsayers gainsay.

June 1, 2015. Monday. Ingrid Bergman was born August 29, 1915. She also died on her birthday at 67–1982. My Dad was born on August, 29, 1925.

On a lighter note…I remember noticing a book at the Social branch of the Harris Public Library in Woonsocket when I was a child. In the title was the name: Dr. Dolittle. I thought he was a real doctor; however, when I looked up the name recently on the Internet I learned that “Dr. Dolittle” is a fictional character. And then I mused: I wonder if Dr. Dolittle is related to Dr. Do-alot and Dr. Didalot from Camelot. And what about Dr. Didalittle? Is he in the middle?

Thursday, June 4, 2015.

To the proud and arrogant:

Since God Almighty is Lord, who might you be?

“For David did not ascend into the heavens, but he himself says,

“‘The Lord said to my Lord,

Sit at my right hand,

until I make your enemies your footstool.’

Let all the house of Israel therefore know for certain that God has made him both Lord and Christ, this Jesus whom you crucified.” -ACTS 2:34-36. ESV.

“And one of the scribes came up and heard them disputing with one another, and seeing that he answered them well, asked him, ‘Which commandment is the most important of all?’ Jesus answered, The most important is, “Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one. And you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.’ “-Mark 12:28-30. ESV.

“The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me,

because the LORD has anointed me

to bring good news to the poor; -ISAIAH 61:1a. ESV.

Are not those who say No to the holy scriptures naysayers, gainsayers and scoffers? How can they be believers if their response to the holy Scriptures is No?

Friday, June 12, 2015. Graduated from Woonsocket High School 45 years ago today: Friday, June 12, 1970.

A Fictional Place: In-between, Green Valley

Between the coast where the hurricane blows

and the hinterland where the tornado grows

Demons of verbosity! In the holy name of God Almighty, be quiet!

There is no one like the Messiah to bring out the demons

And no one like God to put them away

“How do you write?” Someone asked.

“Like a secretary taking dictation.”

“Dictation from whom?”

“From Him who leads us into all truth”

“And shows us things to come”

“Who is That?”

“The Spirit of truth. Read JOHN 14, 15 and 17.”

‎Sunday, ‎June ‎28, ‎2015.

“In-between, in the state of Green Valley”

Between the Coast where the hurricane blows

and the Hinterland where the tornado grows.

Demons of Verbosity! In the name of God Almighty, Be quiet!

There is no one like Messiah to bring out the demons

And no one like God to put them away.

gee gee gee! why pick on me?

demons! from hell they cometh

to hell they goeth!

cold cold cold! just want some heat!

‎Friday, ‎July ‎3, ‎2015. Concerning the destruction of the bee colony by pesticides: Have mercy on these helpful and fragile creatures; don’t hurt them anymore; just let them bee; all God’s creatures just want to live stress free. As Rodney King asked meekly, during the riots of protest following his brutal beating: “Can’t we all just get along?” Pray for God’s kingdom to come and His will to be done. Let there be an end to the madness, the money, the corporate greed, the “i-dollar-tree.”

food food food! just want to eat!

‎July ‎19, ‎2015, Sunday.

Brevity is better than verbosity

As a firm foundation is better than an avalanche.

A verbositeur doesn’t realize what he’s doing

Any more than an avalanche realizes how destructive it is.

July 22, 2015, Wednesday.

If any man would be a terrorist killer, let him begin with himself, and let it end there; it just might cure him of his mad folly. Their murderous behavior is serving only to establish evidence for their impending judgement.

Og: Dude dude dude!

I’m always in a mood!

Di: Why are you always in a mood?

Og: I don’t know.

Og: Why do you ask?

Di: Stop questioning me!

Og: Why?

Di: There, you did it again?

Og: Did what?

Di: Sigh… Questioning me.

Og: What’s wrong with that?

Di: I suppose you’d have to be a mother with an inquisitive 3-year old

to understand.

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TV series I may not have ever seen: “I Remember Momma” –just remembered the title.

Thanks mom, I couldn’t have done it without you.

Done what?

Wear a diaper to bed until I was nearly thirteen; stammering; anxiety.

About wearing a diaper to bed ‘till almost thirteen: I remember one morning when I was between 7 and 9, discovering something I never saw before in my diaper. I told my mother about it that morning before about breakfast time. Without any hesitation or delay she said: “You had a wet dream.” I was wondering how she knew that and how her answer came so quickly. I knew nothing of wet dreams, had never seen semen, never heard the word yet. She did not use the word as far as I can remember. Another thing I remember from a different time, I think. I woke up in the morning and found that my diaper was unfastened on one side. I wondered how that could be. It was my routine to “get ready for bed” at least an hour or longer before actually going to bed; so, if I had failed to affix the safety-pin to my diaper properly on one side, the diaper would have fallen down as soon as I started walking–and I surely would have fixed it immediately. So, I wondered how this happened. It wasn’t until several decades later that I began to wonder sometimes if there is a connection between the unfastened diaper, the semen in my diaper at 7-9 years old, and these unexplained episodes of extreme rectal pain, usually occurring at night, that woke me up, or that happened as I was in bed waiting to fall asleep. Also, could there be a connection to my stammering/ stuttering; and, at 17, my “moderate to severe anxiety neurosis” that I was going to kill someone (anyone) that I reported to my mother and that began my 5-year relationship of seeing the psychiatrist Dr. Frank D. E. Jones at NRICMHC (Northern RI Community Mental Health Center).

Thanks be to God for letting me write about this.

‎Friday, ‎July ‎24, ‎2015.

Og: hee hee hee

like watching tv!

hu hu hu

like going to the zoo!

boo boo boo

(like talking like a baby!)

“Kick the Can” (A Twilight Zone Episode)

I may have written about this already in earlier pages of this journal, about an episode of “Twilight Zone”. The setting was a retirement home for the elderly in a rural area. Some children appeared in the near vicinity of the retirement home playing kick the can. A man in the home wanted to go out and play the game too with the children. Others in the home thought it was a silly thing for an elderly man to do. The man who had it in his heart to go out and play the game with the children finally did it. And as he was playing, he became young again, just as he was when he was indeed a child. And as the group of young people continued onward playing kick the can and disappearing out of the neighbor, as they ran along after the can, so the erstwhile elderly man who had become one of them again went with them. The elderly in the home saw him change to his youth again; but they themselves remained elderly and remained in the home.

While cooking one day, I saved a can, took off the paper label, and washed it; then I put the can on the floor against the wall not far from the apartment door. Several days later, on a sunny Saturday evening after my early supper, on a summer day, after washing my dishes, I took the can and headed for the elevator on the 8th floor. While going down the elevator I looked at the “silver” can and thought of “Hans Brinker and the Silver Skates” from Walt Disney Presents (‘60s TV show on Saturday night). Then, I wondered what I would say if anyone asked me what I was doing with my empty, labeless, plain old can. Could have gone out the back door to possibly avoid detection; however, felt a little courage and boldness and went out the front way. As I walked by Carol, Fred’s wife, sitting on a front bench, I said Hi. She asked: What are you doing? Where are you going? I felt like I was about to make a confession. “I’m going to a parking lot to play “Kick the Can”, I said with a bit of nervousness. “Have fun.” she said.

When I was a child, and all my life,

i wondered what i would be when

I grew up

Now, I’m older, and think i know…

I just want to be a kid again

O boy

Walked up Clinton Street looking for a setting to kick the can. Arrived at the parking lot where Social Department Store used to be located. It seemed just right for my experiment. (Bought my first and perhaps only fedora hat there many years ago. Dad used to wear one when I was a kid.) Parking lot was empty, quiet. Put the silver can down carefully on end so it wouldn’t roll away. Gave it a gentle kick. Felt an urge to kick it with all my might. Didn’t. Took a few steps and kicked it again. It made a lot of noise in that quiet peaceful deserted parking lot. Thought of the Twilight Zone episode. Rod Serling, the writer. Used to call him Rod Sterling when I was a kid and didn’t know better. Lesley, I think, corrected me, gently. A few adults came walking through the parking lot. No one said a word. Maybe they saw the episode, too; maybe they didn’t. Maybe they thought it was odd for a 60-something to be kicking a can. They didn’t laugh, anyway; at least not out loud. Finally, picked up my can and walked back to Kennedy Manor. When I got home I didn’t have to look in the mirror to know I wasn’t a ten-year-old boy.

Dialogue

Hey, Rod, what happened?

Rod: “Be patient; you’re getting there, old boy.”

Later, I remembered some other things: playing hide-and-seek on good old Sweet Avenue after supper, early in the summer evening as the sun was going down. Lesley and Dale, Charley D., Jim F., Marc D., and Paul Des., Phyllis and Paula, Evette, Gary G. and his sister Jo-Ann, George C., and Jeanie B. and his brothers Donald and Roger B., and Albert F., and his sister, and Marylyn O. and her sister JoAnn O., Barbara C., and Kenny C., a and his sister Louise and Roger N and his brother Bob, Jean Louis & sister Jocelynn C. and Richard R. living in Mr. Sutherland’s house in the 1950s, and Robert P. and his sister. I didn’t actually play with all of those children; but they all lived in the Sweet Avenue neighborhood. If they ever read this, I want them all to know I remember them.

One, two, three…15, 16, 17…41, 42, 43, 75…100.

Ally, ally, entry! Ready-or-not hear(sic) i come…

Let’s see where did they go?

Behind Mr. Sutherland’s prickly bushes with their orange-colored berries?

Up Stanley Avenue and behind Par-X Club?

On the other side of Pratt’s Drug Store in mint green color?

(Last one back is a rotten egg!)

“Thanks Rod, I’ll be seeing you…hopefully.”

A story I heard of but never read. It might have been a library book my mother borrowed from the Social Branch Harris Library that she left on the TV when she wasn’t reading it: How Green Was My Valley. Even when we’re in the valley things can be “growing like corn in the night” –to use a phrase from Henry David Thoreau.

July 27, 2015, Monday. It is only partly sunny late this morning.

“Globalism”

Globalism is to the common people

What the fox is to the inhabitants of the hen house.

Globalism is to the Earth and to the World

What fire is to the forest.

Globalism is to the common people and to the Earth

What cancer is to the body;

So, it is inevitable that poverty, misery, desperation, mass immigrations, persecutions, and all-manner of unrighteousness, murder, mass-killings, human trafficking, pestilences, disease, climate changes, such as global warming, environmental disasters, increases in earthquakes, and other geological and atmospheric disturbances, famines, water shortages, and wars are prevailing on Earth and upon the common people, and upon the animals, the birds, the fish, and even the bees (who just want to live and “bee” and do their helpful work like pollinating the flowers and the fruit trees and making honey, obediently serving their Creator, for the good of all mankind). And what is globalism doing for them? Pesticides are killing them off; and before they die they must suffer miserably from the toxic side-effects.

Read JAMES 5:1-6.

Heed this also: “Everyone must submit himself to the governing authorities, for there is no authority except that which God has established. The authorities that exist have been established by God. Consequently, he who rebels against the authority is rebelling against what God has instituted, and those who do so will bring judgment on themselves.” (ROMANS 13: 1-2, NIV).

Globalism is what the tower of Babel was; and as the tower of Babel and the world trade towers were destroyed, so will globalism come to an end.

Read GENESIS 10: 8-10; and GENESIS 11: 1-9.

Read REVELATION 18: 1-24; 19: 1-10.

Beware of globalism.

Read MATTHEW 7: 15-20.

Read REVELATION, chapters 18 to 22.

Unfortunately, it seems, the globalists have become so entrenched and pervasive in the realms of political, economic, and corporate power, and business, technology, cyber- security, and the military, that they are monopolizing the whole world and seeking to influence it all, and possess it all, for their own advantage. If you deny this, then why are there so many multi-billionaires? And why is only a very small percentage of the whole population hoarding most of the money supply? And why is the percentage of the whole population in poverty increasing greatly? This is iniquity and inequity. Read ISAIAH 59: 1-21, NIV.

Be assured that the LORD GOD Almighty has His whole creation, like a tiny pebble, in the palm of His Almighty Hand.

The Lord God is going to return and restore all things.

Read REVELATION 11: 15-19.

Globalism may be understood by a simple parable: A married family man named Mr. Global is separated from his family by thousands of miles because he is the head of a large enterprise overseas; nevertheless, he communicates with his family to keep them under his control. He treats them the same way he controls his big business, using principles of economics and business mathematics, like cost-benefit ratios and statistical analysis. If and when his wife and children protest and resist his orders, he uses economic sanctions against them so that they suffer a reduction of the essential things they need, like food, clothing, shelter and medicine, until they comply with his regimen over them.

Perhaps the globalists will deny this description of them and their methods, using words like: That is just so sad and ridiculous.

Yes, it is sad; however, if it is true then it is not ridiculous; it is evil, and it is destructive to the whole Earth and to everything that God’s living Earth supports; like us humans, and all our fellow creatures: the animals, the birds, the fish, the insects; our cats and dogs; the rabbits and squirrels, the chipmunks; the sparrows and swallows, the black birds and the crows, the hawks and the eagles; the great blue heron; the butterflies and spiders skillfully and enthusiastically weaving their webs outside our windows.

Perhaps the globalists will say: We like bees, too; we don’t want them to die from the afflictions caused by pesticides; we only use the pesticides to protect our agricultural products. That may be, but perhaps you love money and profit so much more than you care for the other things that are also important, like living creatures. “No servant can serve two masters. Either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and Money.” -Jesus Christ (LUKE 16: 13, NIV).

If these considerations are upsetting, we ought not to riot and rebel. Instead, we ought to remember the LORD and His Living Word, our Savior, Jesus Christ. “For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.” -Ephesians 6:12 NIV.

” Globalism”

Globalism is to the common people

What the fox is to the inhabitants of the hen house.

Globalism is to the Earth and to the World

What fire is to the forest.

Globalism is to the common people and to the Earth

What cancer is to the body;

Read JAMES 5:1-6.

Globalism is what the tower of Babel was; and as the tower of Babel and the world trade towers were destroyed, so will globalism come to an end.

Read GENESIS 10: 8-10; and GENESIS 11: 1-9.

Read REVELATION 18: 1-24; 19: 1-10.

Beware of globalism.

Read MATTHEW 7: 15-20.

Read REVELATION, chapters 18 to 22.

Be assured that the LORD GOD Almighty has His whole creation, like a tiny pebble, in the palm of His Almighty Hand.

Read REVELATION 11: 15-19.

Perhaps the globalists will deny this description of them and their methods, using words like: That is just so sad and ridiculous.

Globalism foments terrorism as injustice provokes anger. Those who have nothing have nothing to lose; so their spirit becomes free from fear, and free to fight against the injustice of globalism.

Do the globalists ever consider that their high-minded ideology and clever plans for self-aggrandizement at the expense of the poor is wickedness in the sight of Almighty God?

July 29, 2015, Wednesday.

Globalism: “Yeasting the Dough”

Globalism is yeasting the dough of the world. It is fomenting the world.

Question: Do you want to get baked?

Answer: No.

Reply: Then stay away from the yeasting dough.

Question: What yeasting dough?

Reply: The yeasting dough of globalism; don’t believe in it; don’t support it.

Question: How do I avoid it?

Reply: Study the Scriptures. Repent. Believe the gospel of God, which is the gospel of truth, which is the gospel of Christ. And remember how Almighty God saved Israel. They had just departed from a condition of slavery in Egypt; they were facing the Red Sea on one side and the Egyptians in their chariots were coming after them on the other. “And Moses said to the people, ‘Fear not, stand firm, and see the salvation of the LORD, which he will work for you today. For the Egyptians whom you see today, you shall never see again. The LORD will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.’ “(EXODUS 14: 13-14, ESV).

“Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For everything in the world–the cravings of sinful man, the lust of the eyes and the boasting of what he has and does–comes not from the Father but from the world. The world and its desires pass away, but the man who does the will of God lives forever.” (1 JOHN 2: 15-17 NIV).

Is it the proper sphere of mortal men to create and establish supranational organizations that dictate to national governments and to their citizens what they can and cannot do, and to punish them with economic sanctions and penalties when they do not comply? Has the Free World come to an end? Are these supranational organizations building a world-stage for the sudden appearance of the anti-christ? Read REVELATION chapter 13.

‎Thursday, ‎August ‎6, ‎2015. Is the intent of globalism the same as the intent of nimrod and his tower of babel? Will the works of globalism come to the same end as the tower of babel and the world trade towers? Is globalism ungodly and worldly? Is globalism motivated by ambition and greed for money and power over the people of the Earth? Is globalism resulting in a small class of extremely rich and extremely powerful sinners; and consequently, a very large class of very poor people? Is this unjust situation of inequality between a few very rich and the many very poor the cause of the world-wide increase in terrorism, violence and chaos?

PSALM 118: 8 and 9, NIV.

“It is better to take refuge in the LORD than to trust in man”.

“It is better to take refuge in the LORD than to trust in princes.”

Read PSALM 118: 1-29.

‎Sunday, ‎9 ‎August, ‎2015.

The primrose path seems fine and dandy

‘Till you come to its end and discover calamity.

Some examples of primrose paths, in my humble opinion: globalism; artificial intelligence (AI); Internet.

‎Sunday, ‎August ‎16, ‎2015. When not feeling well mentally, listening to many words is like walking too many miles, only the stress is in the mind and brain and nerves and thoughts.

I went without Olanzapine for 7 and 1/2 days. (So that I won’t need a new prescription; and therefore won’t need to see a psychiatrist and answer many intrusive questions–and leave the office thinking I’ve just been through an inquisition, like the christians went through during the Great Inquisition of the Middle Ages.) Then I was getting mad thoughts and going to bed during the day and taking 3 baby aspirin twice a day. (Yesterday, this happened.) So, I took my 1/4 of a 5 mg. tablet of Olanzapine and held on to my sanity for dear life.

“Now when a man works, his wages are not credited to him as a gift, but as an obligation. However, to the man who does not work but trusts God who justifies the wicked, his faith is credited as righteousness. David says the same thing when he speaks of the blessedness of the man to whom God credits righteousness apart from works:

‘Blessed are they whose transgressions are forgiven,

whose sins are covered.

Blessed is the man whose sin the Lord will never count

against him.’ “ -ROMANS 4: 4-8.

‎Monday, ‎August ‎17, ‎2015.

“Blessed is he whose transgressions are forgiven,

whose sins are covered.

Blessed is the man

whose sin the Lord does not count against him

and in whose spirit is no deceit.” -PSALM 32:1-2.

‎Tuesday, ‎August ‎18, ‎2015.

Inspiration: The mind don’t mind when the heart is touched; but watch out for the brain, baby! He don’t like it! (You’ll just have to forgive him, cuz he’s sick.)

For me, listening to many words

Is like walking too many miles.

(It also depends on the quality of what is being said.)

Some speak many words, but say nothing of value; another may speak few words, but they are precious and memorable and a blessing to hear.

‎Sunday, ‎23 ‎August, ‎2015.

Contempt breeds ignorance,

as cold engenders numbness.

‎Monday, ‎August ‎24, ‎2015. Jennifer’s birthday. Ex-girlfriend from ‘94-95.

“The Spider Outside My Window”

He’s the closest thing I have to a pet–now that Charcoal is gone.

He has more energy and skill than I have.

He hangs there in his web all night with the patience of Job.

He waits

“I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us. The creation waits in eager expectation for the sons of God to be revealed. For the creation was subjected to frustration, not by its own choice, but by the will of the one who subjected it, in hope that the creation itself will be liberated from its bondage to decay and brought into the glorious freedom of the children of God.

“We know that the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the first fruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies. For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.” -ROMANS 8: 18-25 (NIV).

“A Letter to Sandra _ _ _.”

“and tears more than smiles have comforted me…” -Sandra _ _ _

I’m learning about tears:

-when i watch the news and hear about what’s going on in the world: to the Earth; the animals; the people; the bees; the water; the fish; animal abuse; to the children; to the migrants;

-i don’t go around in public crying; in fact, no one sees me weep but God; i wouldn’t feel safe, in tears, before anyone else.

-when i listen to music of the 60s on pandora.com, the music of those oldies takes me back to an earlier time when life seemed so much better; I thank my good shepherd and Lord God for touching my heart with sweet sorrows and sadness (maybe that’s what you meant by “the pain of too much tenderness” (?). I think of it sometimes (the sorrow) as “the circumcision of the heart” and God giving His own children a heart of flesh in place of a heart of stone, and consider it a blessing.

Dear Sandy, do you remember a story called “The One Who Heard” i sent you a while back (and dedicated to you)?

i no longer have a copy of that story/fable. i remember it–but not word for word.

I’d love to read it again and add a little to it. if you still have it, could you make a copy and send it to me? You have my permission to copy it, even if there is a little copyright symbol on the manuscript.

i can give you a little annotation that wasn’t included in the original text; an explanation about where the little fish who heard and took the bread cast upon the water and woke up crying in union with all the other cries, woke up–and knew she was no longer alone. She was in a nursery. She was born again as a human baby in a hospital and was placed in the nursery with all the other babies; no longer lonely in a pond where she was not happy. The good fisherman heard her cries; He knew her heart was ready for more life; and so He came and opened a new path for her because He loves her and because that is what He is all about: Love and Life and Helping and Saving and Delivering.

I’d like to place a copy of that story in my journal so that after I leave this little pond, when the good fisherman calls me, others can read it. it might help them to trust Him and believe in Him and be blessed in their heart of hearts and receive a heart of flesh, though it may be a long and gradual journey.

Thank you, Sandy.

i apologize and hope for your forgiveness for all the bad things I wrote and did. I’m sorry, Sandy.

He loves you.

In His Love to you,

Mark Richer

547 Clinton Street, #811

Woonsocket, R.I. 02895-3234

August 20, 2015.

‎Saturday, ‎August ‎29, ‎2015. My Dad, Raymond Arthur Richer, was born on this date in 1925: 90 years ago today. In fact, he was born across the street from where i am living and writing these words: on Page Street. The street is no longer there. It is, I’ve been told by elderly residents of Kennedy Manor, where the parking lot is between Northern R.I. Regional Family Center and John A. Cummings Way. I just checked the names of the Family Center and Cummings Way using my Dad’s binoculars. He told me years ago that the binoculars were given to him as payment, instead of cash, by a customer that my Dad had done a TV service call for. The man told my Dad that he had seen everything from his window that he cared to see (or something close to that). Years later, my mother gave me the binoculars.

Day of Small Things (Zechariah 4: 1-14, KJV)

I made some popcorn a while ago and this is what happened. As I was emptying the popped corn into my green plastic bowl, one more kernel or two popped. One fell on the floor, which i picked up, rubbed against my black t-shirt and returned to the bowl. The other poor little guy flew into the dish pan and immediately drowned a soapy death. I looked at him there under the suds and named him Soaky. If he had stayed in the bowl i would have eaten him, and he would have lived in me and become a part of me. But, instead, he chose not to be part of the crowd in the bowl. He was called to something else. But, he got a name for himself, and was written about in this journal. Soaky became famous. He wasn’t afraid to make a “leap of faith” and “go where no man had gone before”. God bless you, Soaky. You will not be forgotten. You “took a chance–like Columbus did”.

‎Thursday, ‎September ‎17, ‎2015.

Fiction:

“August Wondered”

(Thank You LORD for letting me write.)

“My heart is stirred by a noble theme

as I write my verses for the king;

my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.” -PSALM 45:1 (NIV).

(my Apology/Explanation: I’m just taking dictation from the Lord, I guess)

August and April had a multi-seasonal relationship: it ran from Spring through Summer into Fall and rested in Winter with quietness and peace. It grew in the Springtime; waxed hot in the Summer; relaxed during Autumn; and slept in Winter. It was a relationship for all seasons. And for all reasons too… They often asked each other over coffee: “What’s it all about, Alfie?” Not knowing the answer kept them searching and striving like a couple of herons in a vast and scarce environment. To keep busy, they would often go out on a photography adventure. August worked the camera and April worked the scene. April was as scenic as Hawaii. And August was as creative as the Earth. He also had a problem about doing photography. He found it exciting; but also it conflicted him. He read his Bible every day. It comforted him and it also bothered him. How could he reconcile his photography with Exodus 20: 3-6.? How could he be sure he loved God and be in good standing with Him if he wasn’t willing to obey Him? Was his photography a sin?

August had a mother. She talked like an avalanche. August often thought of her talking. He thought: verbosity is like an avalanche that buries everything within its reach. He looked up the word verbosity in his thesaurus to find a synonym: garrulous–he changed its spelling in his mind to “garrulosity”. In his dictionary he read the definition of garrulous. It fit. Sometimes on the phone with his mother he had to hold the phone about four inches away from his ear. The garrulosity was so loud. When she was finally done she said, There, I filled you up. Now, do youuuuuuu have anything to say? No, he replied. And he thought: After hearing all those words I really don’t have any appetite to add any more of them to this conversation. He didn’t say that because he knew his mother well enough to know she would be either highly offended or she would cry; or she would call her sisters-in-law and her other children and say, Wait till I tell you what August said to me. Then August would have to endure the consternation…

‎Friday, ‎September ‎18, ‎2015. Excruciating Explicity is an agonizing alley way in Interview Neighborhood that is best avoided by gentle souls who appreciate their peace of mind and heart. Ask any mother of an inquisitive 4-year old for corroboration.

Sunday, October 4, 2015. Peter Pen, Tom Texter, and Billy Blogger.

It used to be said: “Love makes the world go ‘round.”

Now, it could be said: “The love of money makes the world run aground.”

(And shipwrecks many adrift in the world.)

People of the world don’t realize they’re in danger on the world-ship, if they’re not personally connected to the anchor of their soul. (See Hebrews 6:19).

Monday, October 12, 2015

I Walked on Sweet Avenue Today

Yes, it was Sweet to live there in decades gone by

And Sweet to return there once in a while

So many sweet memories

Even times there that weren’t so sweet at the time

Have a sweetness to them now

Their distance in the past adds a kind of Sweet seasoning of sage to them some how

Aunt Alice and Uncle Alec’s house down the street

Didn’t even know at first that they were relations until Lesley

Said, while making that short-cut on our way home from Cass Park, that Alice was a second cousin of Meme Wilbur

Jeanie B’s house next to Alice & Alec

His brothers’ Donald and Roger and John

(Saw and talked with Donald just a few weeks ago at Price Rite)

Their father had a jewelry shop in the 50s in the same location

Where Dad would open his TV business and make it a success

Gary Garcia’s house next, where the Huge Catalpa tree stood

Greatly for so many years, with a large limb canopying Sweet Avenue

Gary, Dale and I sat on that limb about 15 feet above the street one summer afternoon in childhood; lucky it didn’t break and us fall and break too

We wrote Greek-coded notes to Gary and stuck them in the big holes in

that tree one Springtime as we were on our way to the bus stop for school at St. Charles. Those were sweet mornings when the early June weather was like perfect and the last school days were dwindling down to the beginning of summer vacation and freedom from school and from homework; freedom from everything…just living the summer life baby…like the birds of the air

Then the Z’s house next to ours. Albert’s house, where Murainna (?) had her hairdressing business on the first floor fronting the street

Then “our house” (actually Meme Wilbur’s). Lesley and Dale and Phyllis and Paula and cousin Milton, and Uncle Milton, Aunt Pauline, on the second floor; Aunt Dorothy in the first floor apartment next to the drive way before it was paved. Meme Wilbur in the first floor apartment in the back. Us in the third floor apartment. Mom would send me out to the little roof on the second floor next to the driveway to get her fallen wooden clothes pins. (Meme said cousin Milton fell from that roof, in years before I was aware, and “split his head open” as she described it. In my visual imagination her description conjured an image of a head split completely open). Meme’s garden of tomatoes and many other vegetables: yellow squash and cucumbers and radishes and peppers and potatoes; the two pear trees, two grape vines cherry tree maple tree in the corner near the Sutherland’s big dark brown house where Richard Roy lived in the ’50s, having Meme Richer’s maiden name (though perhaps not a relation). Hula-hoop-playing on the sidewalk. Roller skating with old roller skates someone found in the cellar or the garage. Elderly Mr. Fountain’s (or Fortin’s (?)) house across the street; where, after Mr. Forten left, Marilyn Oberzol came to live for a little while with her family. She was as pretty as a young Hollywood movie star. Sorry they moved away. Eileen Gouette moved away too—and she too was as pretty as a girl could be. She and her brother Ronald traveled to school with us in Dad’s car. They waited for us on the sidewalk of Cass Avenue in front of a little yellow laundromat near their Quonset Hut house, set back, away from Cass Avenue. The hut is still there. When I take the bus to Price Rite every week I always try to get a glimpse of that hut recessed in the background off Cass Avenue. I wanted a black leather jacket and black engineer boots like Ronald had. And his blue YMCA bag that he brought to school got me thinking of joining the “Y” myself when I got a few years older. I never got a black motorcycle jacket like his, nor the engineer boots. I did get an imitation leather jacket and black cowboy boots, and a blue plastic carry-bag for my “Y” days. Thanks Mom and Dad.

Wednesday, October 14, 2015, 8:49pm.

In my humble opinion, a protracted old age fraught with decrepit infirmities is much more to be avoided than a fatal heart attack. Since God’s children go to a blessed heaven after death, a fatal heart attack takes on a whole new meaning; and therefore statins and lipid profiles do too. Heaven awaits those who believe in and on Yeshua Messiah and His Heavenly Father, the Father of mercy, the God of all comfort.

“A Young Boy in the car with family on a Sunday Drive, riding over a Bridge across the Blackstone River” – “How deep is the River, Dad; as deep as the car, Dad?”

Blackstone River Boy

Thursday, October 15, 2015, 9:43 pm.

“AmericaL”

If you place an L at the very end of America, you pronounce americal. O GOD does America need a miracle. We need God to perform a miracle of salvation, salvation for all the Earth and for all His creatures, great and small. O God…we need you MAN to return to this Earth as you promised you would come again in power and great glory and save us and take us to be with You where You Are. O God Almighty come again and rapture us away from this wicked world system that is so corrupt. O God Almighty, come again and establish Your Kingdom, the kingdom of God and rule in righteousness. Let all your prophecies in Revelation come true. We ask this in Yeshua Messiah’s name. To the glory of God the Father and the glory of Your only Son, who rose from the dead by the power of the Living God, in whom God Almighty has invested all the fullness of the Godhead, True God and True Man, Jesus Christ. Welcome back, our Lord and Savior. We are waiting for You, in the faith of our Lord Jesus Christ. The L in AmericaL is for LORD.

Saturday, October 17, 2015, 6:35pm.

“Dialogue”

Di Al Og and Ue

Hi, how are you?

Variable

What do you mean?

Like the sun and the moon and the stars that seem to come and go.

Really?

And the wind and the rain and the light and the dark and the dusk and the dawn and the twilight zone, too.

Humph!

What does that mean?

I don’t know.

It’s enough to make you wonder.

Why wonder?

Wondering is a wonderful thing. There is a lot of newness of life in wondering. Wondering about new possibilities. Possibilities of things never thought about before. Imagine once upon a time, before radio and tv were ever conceived; before cell phones and smart phones, and telegraph too. And new things of a different order; not necessarily technology. “A new heavens and a new earth.” Where there will be no more pain or sorrow or death. God is going to do it. It is so written in His Book. And the prophecy is certain. It is for believers. Believers of the gospel of Messiah (Christ). Believers in Messiah Yeshua (Jesus).

Sunday, October 18, 2015, 6:56 PM.

Some people, perhaps all of us at one time or another, when we are angry about something, or hurt about something we have been told, or vexed about the same, and saying mad and mean things, can be as difficult to love and appreciate, as going to the town or city dump and trying to admire the landscape. “O my, look at that old rusty can with the sharp cover still on it and that rat coming out of it holding his nose with a ragged and dirty handkerchief. I hope he isn’t mickey mouse. It would be sad to think that mickey has come to this poor plight.” And yet, don’t we all come to such a condition at one time or two in our lives? A time of wretched poverty, whether physically, economically, emotionally, or intellectually? Could we have a full and meaningful life if we were always in the penthouse on Park Avenue and living richly?

Sunday, November 3, 2024, 8:35.49, 50, 51…PM.

For heaven’s sake, I’m having another one of those there notions. This one is about JOB, biblical Job, and also about job, work-like job. Wondering if there’s a secret connection between the two. This is what I mean: Bible Job had a very hard time of it, you see. You can read all about it if’n you want to in your own Bible, to see what I’m gettin’ at, if you please. And then there is how having a job is also, many times, a very tough thing to handle and do day after day after day. And then again there is a website for finding a job, and it’s called monster.com. I’m thinkin’ maybe there’s a reason it’s called that—because sometimes holding a job is like holding a monster. Get what I mean?

And here’s another secret-connection-like word. A woman can be a beautiful thing and a real joy and help and blessing to a man. But if’n that man don’t do right by his woman, things can change; and pretty soon that man might be shakin’ his head in sorrow and wonder at what happened. And if’n he’s a literal-like man he might start meditatin’ on a secret connection between woman and woe-man as in: “Woe man!” Seems like that truism really is true: “there is more to life than what meets the eye of man.” It’s spiritual! Yeshua said: “My words are spirit and they are life.” Amen. If all of this here written’ has you wonderin’ what I mean…that’s part of it, i.e., wonderin…it’s a wonderful thing. Unnerstand me, boys and girls? Life is way deeper than a sheet of paper. Ya gutta’ read between the lines, below the lines, and above them and even behind them. There’s meaning all around. You need to be born again to become spiritual, by receiving His Spirit. And then the eyes of your understanding will begin to open and see wonderfully…

10:10 PM. 10/20/15

Eileen, …thinking about you as I listen to 60s music on you tube. I thought of a theme for a letter to you. It’s this: “Remembering You”. I want to tell you the many poignant times I remember you. But, I don’t know if you’re single, married, or in a relationship. So, that’s what I need to know first of all. In case you don’t write back, I want at least to tell you my first memory of you. It was at Cold Spring Park. A summer evening. We were just children. It might have been the summer between 4^th and 5^th grades at St. Charles School. Doing a little math on my fingers and in my head: that would be 1962: 53 years ago. I would have been 10; you would have been 9. I was too shy to say a word. Then, you said Hi. So, I said Hi. That was it. Short yet memorable. It meant something to me. So, two questions: Are you single? Would you like to read more of my memories of you? I’m not looking for dating; remembering you writing that “Dating doesn’t work for me”; just to write to you. I found your address on white pages.com. My handwriting is difficult now, so I have to type.

8:43 PM, 10/21/15. Eileen, listening again to you tube music of the 50s 60s and 70s. Thinking of you. Remembering that you were upset a couple of times with me. The first time was at George’s Beach in Galilee, the summer of ’74. I couldn’t deal with your anger. Didn’t know how. I was never too good about being angry or responding to it. The other time was about 1987-’89. We were on the phone. I remember some of the conversation. I couldn’t say much then either. I sent you a bunch of letters in response, quoting the Scriptures extensively. It was my way of responding. What were you really angry about? I have an idea what it was. You never said anything about that. It was an incident when we were on the grounds of URI in 1974. We went to a movie there one Sunday evening, after spending the day in Galilee and with your family at their cottage by the sea. It might have been at the URI student union. Is that incident what you are/were angry with me about? I was wrong, very wrong. I apologize to you.

We’ve been classmates in the ‘60s; actors in ’66 (Queen of the Prom, play at St. Charles School); we dated in the summer of ’74; so, what about being pen pals in our 60s?

I’m slowly learning to cry and to laugh; but not loud. I guess I’m afraid to wake someone up or something. Maybe it’s the pain that keeps me quiet. For most of my life my emotions were locked up. I felt things emotionally, but I couldn’t express them. Sometimes I thought: This must be what being damned means. (Damned up like a river). I don’t know for sure why I was made that way. Now, I’m thinking of another memory: Remember Sister Miriam Ann, our 7^th-grade teacher? She was the sweetest teacher, tender-hearted teacher we had during our 8 years (for you, 5 years) at St. Charles, based on this: She was teaching us to sing “Swing Low Sweet Chariot coming for to carry me home.” And another about the Jordan River (I think). Some classmates started to laugh. She started to cry and left the room. I believe she was crying because they were laughing about something very dear to her. I believe she had a heart for God. And that is so precious to Him.

Friday, October 23, 2015, 10:12 PM.

Things that matter

That go pitter patter

Like the rain

And the pain

And the train.

Monday, November 2, 2015. Hi Eileen. Listening to music of the 60s again on you tube.

“E I E I O” from “Old McDonald Had a Farm.” I didn’t hear that one on You Tube. It just comes to mind sometimes. At first, I couldn’t identify where that line “e i e i o” came from. I wondered if it was in a song on the mickey mouse club TV show. Finally, after searching in my heart real hard it came to me.

Thinking about the letters E I O…

E for Eileen

O for O_ _ _ _

The first E is silent in “Eileen”

Is the E for “me” and that’s why it’s quiet?

And is the I for you, and that’s why it’s vocal?

I is also in “Irish” and “Ireland”. Just wondering…

Sandy, I remember you writing in1980 that you hoped to one day be up in the mountains, writing. I hear you’re in Greenville now. Remember a story titled: How Green Was My Valley? Perhaps you might consider writing a novel titled: How Green Was My Village; or How Weird Was My Pen Pal. As for me…maybe a story titled: How Dark Was My Valley, How Rich Is HIS River.

“Even though I walk

Through the darkest valley,

I will fear no evil,

For you are with me,

Your rod and your staff,

They comfort me.”

-Psalm 23:4 NIV

“Every valley shall be raised up,

And every mountain and hill made low;

The rough ground shall become level,

The rugged places a plain.

And the glory of the LORD will be revealed,

And all people will see it together.

For the mouth of the LORD has spoken.”

-Isaiah 40:3-5 NIV.

“Multitudes, multitudes

In the valley of decision!

For the day of the LORD is near

In the valley of decision.

The sun and the moon will be darkened,

And the stars no longer shine.

The LORD will roar from Zion

And thunder from Jerusalem;

The earth and the heavens will tremble.

But the LORD will be a refuge for his people,

A stronghold for the people of Israel.”

-Joel 3:14-16 NIV.

What I am about to tell is factual. Eileen and Sandy are actually two people I have known. Eileen, I was in school with for five years. And then, in high school, she appeared one September in my junior year. She was in my home room, on the opposite side of the classroom, for a few weeks. We did not have conversation then. And after a few weeks, I noticed she wasn’t in my home room anymore. She apparently transferred out of my high school. That was in September 1968. We met again in May of 1974 and began dating, for 3 months. And then that ended. I began writing to Sandy in June of 1980. We exchanged letters for more than a year. We met once on the campus of Providence College. We went into the college library where we sat and looked at an album of my photographs. Then we went to McDonald’s Restaurant on Branch Avenue in Providence. We ate there and drove back to Providence College. We shook hands in my car and she got out and I drove back home alone. Both Eileen and Sandy have the same birthday, but separated by ten years. But there is more coincidence. I took a walk a few times in Oak Hill Cemetery on Rathbun Street in Woonsocket many years ago, approximately 20 years ago. I was impressed by this quaint cemetery in Woonsocket because it felt like a bit of wilderness where I would not have expected it—in the middle of the city. I was also reminded of another cemetery I once visited in Concord, Massachusetts: it might be called Sleepy Hallow Cemetery. Some famous writers are buried there. Ralf Waldo Emerson, Henry David Thoreau. I’m not sure if Nathanael Hawthorne and several other writers are also buried there. Anyway, as I meandered through Oak Hill Cemetery in Woonsocket I came upon a tall pillar of a memorial stone way back on the opposite end of the cemetery from Rathbun St., on the right-hand side. And what struck me with wonder was this: On the pillar, on one side was the name of a woman whose birthday was the same as Eileen and Sandy; and then, as I came around to the other side of the same pillar was found the name of a man whose birthday was my own. The birth years on the pillar were much earlier than mine, Eileen’s and Sandy’s birth years. One of the last names was Livingstone; and the other was Pickering. Some thoughts I had about this curious fact: The Bible mentions that Christians are living stones (1Peter 2:5 NIV). And my brother Dale once gave me a book for a Christmas present titled: Jonathan Livingstone Seagull. I read it all. It was an uplifting story. My sister Lisa’s son is named Jonathan. I understand that these are only co-incidences. A very famous singer from the 1960s and later shares the same birthday as Eileen and Sandy. I met Sandy at her college campus on December 4, 1980. It was a Thursday. Four days later that singer/song writer was assassinated. His killer’s first and middle name are the same as mine. I did not know this singer’s birthdate at the time of his murder. I did not know his killer. Again, I understand that these are mere co-incidences. I don’t want to harm anyone. I would rather die, or even be killed, than to kill anyone.

Wednesday, November 11, 2015, 4:45pm.

The Four Vs of Verbosity

Verbosity is vexatious, like being victimized by an avalanche.

Garrulity is grueling.

Sunday, November 3, 2024 7:07 PM. The grass is still green in November.

I’m no longer taking Zyprexa/Olanzapine, which ends c. 18 years on that particular anti-psychotic medication. Since November 11, 2015 I’ve been taking Risperidone, also an anti-psychotic. A twitching muscle condition in my right forearm has subsided since the RX change. I continue to experience fatigue; however, I can still go out for a brisk walk; and I’m walking much longer than previously. At home, I’m down. Last night I went to bed after 10:00 PM. A little after 2:30 AM I was awake again and got up. I had a cup of hot water and later tried to get more sleep to no avail; so, I got up again and started the day. During the day I did get about one-half hour of sleep. Usually I sleep later than 2:30 AM—maybe 4:00 to 4:30 AM, sometimes 5:30 AM. Associated with the twitching, sometimes, was a slight, involuntary movement of my right hand. I wondered if it was tardive dyskinesia. I mentioned all of this to my psychiatrist.

Friday, November 27, 2015. 8:45 PM.

Dialogue:

“Hi Irish.”

“Why do you call me that?”

“Seems like something John Wayne might have said to Maureen O’Hara.”

“I’m not Maureen O’Hara.”

“That’s OK; I’m not John Wayne. But you are Irish. By the way, I think you touched the blarney stone when you told me your hair was red because of the sun shining on it. We were in your family’s “cottage-by-the-sea” on Great Island in ‘74. I said in surprise, “Eileen, your hair is red!”

“Are you calling me a liar?”

“No, really…I’m not; I wouldn’t dare; I wouldn’t want to; but I am calling you, Irish.”

“Why are you calling me?”

“Memories of you come to mind when I listen to 60s music on you tube. I have many memories of you…from Cold Spring Park one summer evening when we were between 4^th and 5^th grades, I think; from St. Charles School; from play practice on Saturdays in the school auditorium in ’66…(”Queen of the Prom”); from the border between Connecticut & Rhode Island on a Sunday in’74 with the RI Hikers Club; from Great Island and George’s Beach; from the bus trip to Montreal; even from Woonsocket High School home room in 1968…you appeared there for a few weeks…and then you were not there anymore…your disappearance was sad to me…I thank my Good Shepherd for so many sweet memories in my life… from growing up in the 50s on Sweet Avenue; from the times of the 60s as a teenager in Woonsocket; for all the childhood friends I had; remember Confirmation practice in St. Charles Church in ’66? We just happened to be side-by-side walking up the center isle with our class; it was so sweet to walk beside you…accidently on purpose brushing your arm with my arm.

Doris Day is singing Que Sera, Sera right now on you tube as I write. I remember the first time I heard her singing that song. I was at Cass Park in the summer in the 50s…perhaps I had not even become a first-grader yet; her song was/is so beautiful; she is/was so beautiful; and the summer day was so beautiful…and being young was beautiful too…it might have been some teenager with a radio at the park playing her song, I don’t know. It wasn’t until many, many decades later when I was watching TV; it might have been Turner Classic Movies, when I saw Alfred Hitchcock’s movie with Doris Day and Jimmy Stuart that I saw and heard Doris Day singing that song and realized how that classic American song came into our culture (in a movie).I can’t remember the name of that movie just now…I found it: “The Man Who Knew Too Much” -1956.

By the way…about “America”. It occurred to me many years ago that, if you put an L at the end of the name America, like this: AmericaL…and say it out loud…it sounds just like “a miracle”. (That thought touches my heart…like so many things have begun to touch my heart.) I like to think: The “L” is for Lord; because I love the Lord. He did so much for all of us…and did it all in love…gracious love. What a great God is the Lord our good shepherd and redeemer and Savior. And there is so much more He has to give us all in the future…if we only believe in Him…

“But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him. But God hath revealed them unto us by his Spirit:” -1Corinthians 2:9-10a. (KJV).

Isn’t it wonderful how our time in the 60s (the 1960s, I mean) has passed away…but now we are in our 60s. What I mean is that “the 60s” used to refer to the “age”, or the decade; now it has become our age…personally.

My memory of you at Cold Spring Park is simply of us recognizing each other. We had only been classmates, I think, for one year; so, we hardly knew each other. (I remember you came to St. Charles school in 4^th grade.) I was shy and quiet (at the park). You ventured to say, Hi to me; so, I said Hi to you. That was the memory. And that reminds me of a word of Scripture: “…the day of small things” –Zechariah 4:10. Even small things can be sweet and memorable and touch the heart. Thank you for saying Hi to me at the park and for being my classmate at St. Charles School for five years; and for our friendship years later. I’ll never forget you, Irish. In my sweet memories you’ll always be my classmate, my friend…and as beautiful with blonde hair like the yellow shining sun…as Doris Day and K Sir R, Sera…in the 50s…God made you beautiful. Thanks be to Him…(I know…life doesn’t always feel beautiful…) We just have to endure…in Him…remembering His Word and being in His faith…He can carry us…like a Father carrying His young child…like a good shepherd carrying His sheep…

Saturday, November 28, 2015. 8:42 PM.

Eileen

I Seek Not a Woman, but, a Kindom…I mean a Kingdom

(If you belong to the King then you’re one of His kin, and hence, in His Kin-dom, I hope)

May I Write to You?

I think of you when listening to music of the 60s on you tube.

And then I open my journal and write you while continuing to listen…

If you’re unattached and would like to read let me know, OK?

Sandy, remember your valedictorian address…and “The Rose”? Well, that rose had a neighbor, little sprout. He was an acorn buried in the cold wet earth under the rose bush. He was breaking up…swollen with cold water that was cracking his shell, bursting his bubble. He thought he was dying…he thought he was done for…He was done for…

But His maker knew something little sprout knew nothing of. The day his shell finally and completely collapsed…something deep inside sprouted up all of a sudden…pale green and bowed down its head… soon it began to show a sign of life just above the ground. And the rose took notice of her new little neighbor and dropped a few tears from her petals at the sight and sign of his new birth… onto her new little neighbor’s bowed little head. “And tears more than smiles have comforted me[1],” she thought, and wondered what, if anything, would come of him.

He had been through misery, madness, loneliness, winter and death

What else could he be but what he was…

Until his maker made him something else…

I remember in 1980 you wrote that you wanted to live in the mountains and just write. I wonder if you’re still writing. I’d like to read your writing, Sandy.

When I listen alone to music from the ‘60s I remember people from my long ago. I think of you sometimes and write to you in my journal.

Sunday, November 29, 2015.5:08 AM. The worldliness of the world is “what-in-the-world-is-wrong-with-it” and therefore why it must pass away…for the well-being of the people who need to live in peace. True peace comes from our Lord God. Only those who receive the love of the truth can enjoy His peace.

Wednesday, December 2, 2015. 7:36 AM. (My Aunt Dorothy’s birthday…long ago.)

Title for a Novel:

A Novel Novel, -Oh How Novel!

Thursday, December 3, 2015. 4:02 PM.

“Come and See, or, Oh Jeez!”

“Nazareth! Can anything good come from there?” Nathanael asked.

“Come and see,” said Philip. –John 1:46 NIV.

He’s quoting the Bible. He thinks he’s Jesus!

No, he doesn’t.

Well, what then? What does he mean?

Come and see.

Oh, Jeez! See what?

Let the eyes of your understanding be opened.

How?

By His Spirit…

Whose Spirit?

Who do you mean by Jeez?

I didn’t say Jesus! Some people think everything is about God!

What if it is about God? What if everything is about the One who created it all, and sustains all things by His Word? (see Hebrews 1:3). “God, who at sundry times and in divers manners spake in time past unto the fathers by the prophets, hath in these last days spoken unto us by his Son, whom he hath appointed heir of all things, by whom also he made the worlds; Who being the brightness of his glory, and the express image of his person, and upholding all things by the word of his power, when he had by himself purged our sins, sat down on the right hand of the Majesty on high;” –Hebrews 1: 1-3, KJV.

Oh Jeez! He’s quoting the Bible again! Man! Can’t you say anything original? What are you…a scribe…a copyist…a scrivener? Oh Bartleby![2]

Friday, December 4, 2015. 3:42 PM. A little suffering is good for the soul; like chicken soup, when you have a cold.

Saturday, December 5, 2015. I met Sandra _ _ _ _ on December 4, 1980 at Providence College.

I walked down Sweet Avenue a few months ago where I grew up in the ‘50s and ‘60s. As I passed by the widow Mrs. Houle’s former house, I played my finger across the old black-painted metal fence fronting her former property, just as I used to do while walking to Farland’s grocery store, around the corner on Elm St., to buy two loaves of Par-X bread for Mom while singing quietly in my heart “Davey, Davey Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier,” in the mid-to-late 1950s. It was sweet that that same old fence is still there, and that I could still touch it again, just as that little boy did, so many years ago…O God, You’re so sweet to us. Then I sat down on the curbing where the sewer opening was, where Gary accidently threw a tar-ball into my abdomen, knocking the wind out of my lungs. Two women came walking by, from the direction where I used to live. I wondered if, perhaps, they lived on the very property and in the same apartment where I had grown up. I didn’t ask. I just looked up and said Hi. They smiled faintly and said Hi as they continued walking. I thought, they probably find it kind of funny to see a man in his 60s sitting alone on the curbing like a little boy. I didn’t mind. Comedians amuse people and even make them laugh all the time. It was good to say Hi to Sweet Avenue’s current neighbors and be a part of the life of Sweet Avenue again, if only in a brief and tiny way now. Dear God, thank you so much for letting me grow up on Sweet Avenue with all my family, neighbors and friends. It was so sweet, dear Jesus… You have been so good to us. All of our lives…Praise You, dear God…dear Lord Jesus.

Dear Sandy, You sent me a kind greeting card many years ago that said, “A Man is What the Wind and the Waves Have made him.” I have been writing to you in my journal lately. I remember that you majored in English at Providence College. If you think you might find it interesting to read some things (some English) I’ve written to you lately, since we were pen pals in the early ‘80s, just let me know…Have you continued to write? It would be wonderful to me to read your writing again. I remember this that you wrote: “And tears more than smiles have comforted me.” I’m learning about tears too, at last.

Monday…Monday…December 7, 2015, 8:28 PM

Eileen, I saw your website a few years back…and your question: “What’s your story?” I’d like to reply to your question. My journal is my story. Would you like to read some portions of my story? -if you’re not married.

Thursday, December 10, 2015, 8:08 PM.

About “The Rose,” the song: Yes, the sun’s warm light for the rose; and the Son’s[3] love for the soul. The sun in the sky does not love; it is God, who is love, that put it there in His love for us. Creation is not God; it is His work. Thinking that creation is God causes the spiritual error of worshipping nature, which is a form of idolatry, called nature worship.

Saturday, December 12, 2015, 7:16 PM. I think we the people are being misled about the cause and the source of the violence in the world. We ought not to blame those we see committing these acts of violence. (see Isaiah 11:1-5, NIV) Are they (the perpetrators) not themselves victims? Are they not possessed by powers beyond themselves? Take for an example a man driven by the desire to succeed in the business world, who will do anything he thinks he can get away with to make a lot of money. Is he not possessed by greed and blind ambition? Is he not obsessed and driven by something? (see Ephesians 6:10-20, NIV). Are not the terrorists possessed and misled? Isn’t anti-christ and satan behind all this evil? Since the Messiah identified satan as the father of lies and a murderer from the beginning, isn’t it valid to understand that the devil satan is behind all these acts of murder occurring with greater frequency in the world, the world which Scriptures says lies in wickedness? We ought to “love not the world nor the things of the world” (see 1John 2:15 NIV).

Friday, December 18, 2015, 7:14pm.

Dialog

It just made a memory in my young mind that lasted a life-time.

What did?

Mrs. Z. pursing her lips and looking at me. I wondered why she did that with her lips and what was going on in her soul at that moment.

Did you really think that deeply at such a young age?

No, not really.

Then why did you write it?

Well, I do remember that look. It’s just today that I’m recalling that image and examining it with the eye of my understanding open.

How did you open the eye of your understanding?

I didn’t.

Then who did?

It must be the Lord who did that.

Sunday, December 20, 2015 8:20 PM.

How Dark Was My Valley

How Rich Was the River

Thursday, October 29, 2020. 11:01 AM. “Hold On to the Hand of God” – maybe the title for a story.

Wednesday, October 19, 2022. “Do not be unequally yoked with unbelievers. For what partnership has righteousness with lawlessness? Or what fellowship has light with darkness? What accord has Christ with Belial? Or what portion does a believer share with an unbeliever? What agreement has the temple of God with idols? For we are the temple of the living God; as God said,

‘I will make my dwelling among them and walk among them,

And I will be their God,

And they shall be my people.

Therefore go out from their midst,

And be separate from them, says the Lord,

And touch no unclean thing;

Then I will welcome you,

And I will be a father to you,

And you shall be sons and daughters to me,

Says the Lord Almighty.’”

“Since we have these promises, beloved, let us cleanse ourselves from every defilement of body and spirit, bringing holiness to completion in the fear of God.” -2 Corinthians 6:14-7:1. ESV Study Bible.

Friday, December 9, 2022. Flannery, do you understand what is good for you? Authentic, genuine, sincere love is good for you, Flannery; however, if you do not give this love to others, then you will not receive it, either; then you will not have what is good for you; then you will not be happy nor fulfilled nor satisfied.
Ignoring those who write to you is not love. By ignoring those who love you, you diminish their happiness with you; then their enthusiasm for you diminishes and their love for you burns weakly – like a candle burning in a room with little oxygen, it can hardly shine for you without your genuine love supplying it with what it needs – your love, Flannery. You will have to do better than merely saying, “I’ll try.” And showing images of yourself is a vain substitute for love. Images are idols – idols for idolatry. [see Exodus 20:1-6 ESV Study Bible].

Sunday, December 18, 2022. 10:58 PM.
Hi Flannery. Been thinking about you tonight – about you writing to me every single day. Also been thinking about sending helps to you. I suppose you like helps – but, you don’t seem to care for writing to me; so, I got an idea. (49 words so far). What if you got a help from me twice a week – as a grateful help to you in return for writing to me each day? (74 words). 100 words is the minimum required to fulfill the daily — writing and sending it to me each day. Each 100 word emails or 100 word by Skype messages written and sent to me will be worth 5.42 – for a total weekly amount of 38. [118 words now]. If you send only 99 words it will not count at all. So, Flannery, if you would like a help from me, kindly write to me every day, a minimum of 100 words a day. You may also write and send more than once per day to fulfill the 100 word minimum requirement total for that day. [178 words total, approximately]. The writing should be written sincerely and honestly and authentically by you and about you and your life. [200 words + now in this writing].

Tuesday, January 17, 2023. 5:31 PM

“You shall have no other gods before me. You shall not make for yourself a carved image, or any likeness of anything that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth. You shall not bow down to them or serve them, for I the LORD your God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers on the children to the third and the fourth generation of those who hate me, but showing steadfast love to thousands of those who love me and keep my commandments.” -Exodus 20:3-6 ESV Study Bible.

“Do not think that I have come to abolish the Law or the Prophets; I have not come to abolish them but to fulfill them. For truly, I say to you, until heaven and earth pass away, not an iota, not a dot, will pass from the Law until all is accomplished. Therefore whoever relaxes one of the least of these commandments and teaches others to do the same will be called least in the kingdom of heaven, but whoever does them and teaches them will be called great in the kingdom of heaven. For I tell you, unless your righteousness exceeds that of the scribes and Pharisees, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.” -The Messiah. [Matthew 5:17-20 ESV Study Bible].

Wednesday, January 18, 2023. 12:10 AM. Listening to “Bright Blue Rose” by Christie Moore with lyrics; and thinking of Alma Grace and the things that Alma makes me think of: alms and arms and almonds and grace and Alma in blue dress. And now remembering a story written a few years ago about “A Man Was Walking in the Woods, Alone.” And later in the story a lady in a blue dress appears to the man who had been walking alone in the woods. It’s in my blog. It’s way way down. If you search for it you’ll find it. It’s there. And there is a second part to it, too – with almost the same title. It should be close-by the first story. Alma is as pretty as a bright blue rose. And Alma moves with grace.

Wednesday, March 1, 2023. 9:32 AM. It all seems to becoming unbelievable.

What seems to be coming unbelievable?

The Holy Scriptures. The gospel. Logic. Reason. Reality. The world of politics. The healthcare system. The corporate state, the global state of Babylon the great. And the prolonged state of growing older and more and more disability; and more and more pain-unto madness and bitterness and misery and doubtfulness; so unmerciful; so prolonged; so destructive to faith and hope that the Creator is a merciful and good Creator – considering how the creation keeps suffering and suffering and suffering . . . like the country of Ukraine keeps suffering day after day and the attacking country has no mercy on its own neighboring country.

Friday, June 23, 2023. 5:14 AM.
“Now you are the body of Christ and individually members of it. And God has appointed in the church first apostles, second prophets, third teachers, then miracles, then gifts of healing, helping, administrating, and various kinds of tongues. Are all apostles? Are all prophets? Are all teachers? Do all work miracles? Do all possess gifts of healing? Do all speak with tongues? Do all interpret? But earnestly desire the higher gifts.
“And I will show you a still more excellent way.” -1 Corinthians 12:27-31 ESV Study Bible.

“If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing.
“Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
“Love never ends. As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophecy in part, but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.
“So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.” -1 Corinthians 13:1-13. ESV Study Bible.

Saturday, June 24, 2023. 5:26 PM.

“Do not be deceived: God is not mocked, for whatever one sows, that will he also reap. For the one who sows to his own flesh will from the flesh reap corruption, but the one who sows to the Spirit will from the Spirit reap eternal life. And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up. So then, as we have opportunity, let us do good to everyone, and especially to those who are of the household of faith.” -Galatians 6:7-10 ESV Study Bible.

Wednesday, June 28, 2023. 10:02 PM. The following was written today in an email to Felicia Wischoff using Gmail.
The reason why online friends should not use their friendships as an opportunity to get money can be understood by way of analogy: There was this person who loved cooking — but, she also loved money — so she got this unreasonable idea in her mind: “Since I love cooking and also love money . . . why not combine the two,” she asked herself. So, the next time she was making a salad she added some shredded dollar bills — and she thought with glee and a giggle in her money-loving heart –“Hey, money is green and lettuce is green and spinach is also green! What a great combination! People won’t even notice [maybe].” Well, people who began eating her salads did notice — right away. The paper dollars — even though they were shredded — didn’t chew as food does. So, they asked her, “What the devil did you put in this salad!” She didn’t know what to answer — so she told them a lie –. She made up a false story. She fabricated. She just didn’t understand that paper dollars and salad don’t go together. And the reason she didn’t understand this obvious fact was because the light that was in her was darkness. She didn’t have the true light of Christ in her heart and mind. Thus, she just couldn’t see with the eyes of her understanding — because the eyes of her understanding hadn’t been opened by the Holy Spirit of the Lord Jesus — because she did not believe the gospel of Jesus Christ. So, Jesus did not send His true Light into her heart and mind.

Monday, July 3, 2023. 11:41 PM. “Death Doesn’t Have to Be So Serious”
Two guy were talking at the bar:

Joe: “Did you hear about Bill ?”
Bob: “No, what happened to him ?”
Joe: “He went to the rest of his life.”
Bob: “What does that mean ?”
Joe: “Just before he closed his eyes for the night he said: “I hope I sleep for the rest of my life.”
Bob: “And then what happened to him ?”
Joe: “He never woke up again.”

“And they went into Capernaum, and immediately on the Sabbath he entered the synagogue and was teaching. And they were astonished at his teaching, for he taught them as one who had authority, and not as the scribes. And immediately there was in their synagogue a man with an unclean spirit. And he cried out, ‘What have you to do with us, Jesus of Nazareth? Have you come to destroy us? I know who you are – the Holy One of God.’ But Jesus rebuked him, saying, ‘Be silent, and come out of him!’ And the unclean spirit, convulsing him and crying out with a loud voice, came out of him. And they were all amazed, so that they questioned among themselves, saying, ‘What is this? A new teaching with authority! He commands even the unclean spirits, and they obey him. And at once his fame spread everywhere throughout all the surrounding region of Galilee.” -Mark 1: 21-28. ESV Study Bible.

Thursday, October 19, 2023. “Immediately after the tribulation of those days the sun will be darkened, and the moon will not give its light, and the stars will fall from heaven, and the powers of the heavens will be shaken. Then will appear in heaven the sign of the Son of Man, and then all the tribes of the earth will mourn, and they will see the Son of Man coming on the clouds of heaven with power and great glory. And he will send out his angels with a loud trumpet call, and they will gather his elect from the four winds, from one end of heaven to the other.” -Jesus [Matthew 24: 29-31 ESV Study Bible].

Monday, November 27, 2023. To Felicia Wischoff:

“The following is only being posted here for you to read and to understand what God’s Holy Scriptures — inspired by His Holy Spirit — tell us who believe in Him and His Son Jesus Christ — for our understanding — to encourage us to do what the gospel of God tells us to do: “repent and believe in the gospel of Jesus Christ — which is the gospel of God — so we may be forgiven of all our sins — and be washed clean by His Holy Spirit — so that we may live forever in His Kingdom of God and be gloriously regenerated by Him. God bless you, Felicia with all of True God’s very best love and forgiveness and hope and His Holy Spirit living in our hearts — and having sovereignty over all our thoughts, words and deeds — and over all our spirit, soul and body forever and ever. Please scroll down to read all the text of Psalm 52 ESV Study Bible. Copied from BibleGateway.com.
“Psalm 52
English Standard Version
The Steadfast Love of God Endures To the choirmaster. A Maskil[a] of David, when Doeg, the Edomite, came and told Saul, “David has come to the house of Ahimelech.”
52 Why do you boast of evil, O mighty man?
    The steadfast love of God endures all the day.
2 Your tongue plots destruction,
    like a sharp razor, you worker of deceit.
3 You love evil more than good,
    and lying more than speaking what is right. Selah
4 You love all words that devour,
    O deceitful tongue.
5 But God will break you down forever;
    he will snatch and tear you from your tent;
    he will uproot you from the land of the living. Selah
6 The righteous shall see and fear,
    and shall laugh at him, saying,
7 “See the man who would not make
    God his refuge,
but trusted in the abundance of his riches
    and sought refuge in his own destruction!”[b]
8 But I am like a green olive tree
    in the house of God.
I trust in the steadfast love of God
    forever and ever.
9 I will thank you forever,
    because you have done it.
I will wait for your name, for it is good,
    in the presence of the godly.
FootnotesPsalm 52:1 Probably a musical or liturgical term

Psalm 52:7 Or in his work of destruction

August 6, 2024. Tuesday.

“His divine power has granted to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of him who called us to his own glory and excellence, by which he has granted to us his precious and very great promises, so that through them you may become partakers of the divine nature, having escaped from the corruption that is in the world because of sinful desire.” -2 Peter 1: 3, 4. ESV Study Bible.

August 7, 2024.

“The eye is the lamp of the body. So, if your eye is healthy, your whole body will be full of light, but if your eye is bad, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light in you is darkness how great is the darkness!

“No one can serve two masters, for either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and money.” -The Lord Jesus Christ. -Matthew 6: 22-24. ESV Study Bible.

“Do not love the world or the things in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For all that is in the world – the desires of the flesh and the desires of the eyes and pride in possessions – is not from the Father but is from the world. And the world is passing away along with its desires, but whoever does the will of God abides forever.” -1 John 2: 15-17. ESV Study Bible.

August 11, 2024.
John 3:16-21

English Standard Version

For God So Loved the World

¹⁶“For God so loved the world,^[^a^] that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life. ¹⁷For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him. ¹⁸Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe is condemned already, because he has not believed in the name of the only Son of God. ¹⁹And this is the judgment: the light has come myfreecams.commminto the world, and people loved the darkness rather than the light because their works were evil. ²⁰For everyone who does wicked things hates the light and does not come to the light, lest his works should be exposed. ²¹But whoever does what is true comes to the light, so that it may be clearly seen that his works have been carried out in God.”

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Footnotes

John 3:16 Or For this is how God loved the world

English Standard Version (ESV)

August 11, 2024. Sunday night. Saw Altana yesterday, August 10 for the first time since August 29, 2023 – my dad’s birthday. She is so beautiful to me. Thinking now of a love song: “Loving You Is the Best Thing That Ever Happened to Me.” As I was walking alone this evening and then at home again sipping cold tea; was thinking about Altana. “Altana Love, your beautifulness makes the gates of my heart open and the river of love of God flow out to you to bathe you in His love and His goodness and His providence and His helpfulness and His eternal life to you; and His blessedness be upon you and fill your heart with peace and joy and love and faith and hope in His Son Jesus our Lord and Savior; that you may enjoy the glorious regeneration of your whole spirit, soul, and body and heart and mind at His return in glory; to be enjoyed forever in His Kingdom and His Paradise in Heaven where a place is reserved for you, His darling daughter, by His grace through faith in His Son Jesus our Lord and Redeemer and Good Shepherd. Amen.

Monday, August 12, 2024.
Jesus said: “Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and the one who seeks finds, and to the one who knocks it will be opened. Or which one of you, if his son asks him for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a serpent? If you then, who are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give good things to those who ask him!” -Matthew 7: 7-11. ESV Study Bible.

“So whatever you wish that others would do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets.

“Enter by the narrow gate. For the gate is wide and the way is easy that leads to destruction, and those who enter by it are many. For the gate is narrow and the way is hard that leads to life, and those who find it are few.” -Matthew 7: 12-14. ESV Study Bible.

Jesus said: “You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall not commit adultery.’ But I say to you that everyone who looks at a woman with lustful intent has already committed adultery with her in his heart.” -Matthew 5: 27-28. ESV Study Bible.

“The Lord’s Prayer

⁵“And when you pray, you must not be like the hypocrites. For they love to stand and pray in the synagogues and at the street corners, that they may be seen by others. Truly, I say to you, they have received their reward. ⁶But when you pray, go into your room and shut the door and pray to your Father who is in secret. And your Father who sees in secret will reward you.

⁷“And when you pray, do not heap up empty phrases as the Gentiles do, for they think that they will be heard for their many words. ⁸Do not be like them, for your Father knows what you need before you ask him. ⁹Pray then like this:

“Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be your name.^[^a^]
¹⁰Your kingdom come,
your will be done,^[^b^]
    on earth as it is in heaven.
¹¹Give us this day our daily bread,^[^c^]
¹²and forgive us our debts,
    as we also have forgiven our debtors.
¹³And lead us not into temptation,
    but deliver us from evil.^[^d^]

¹⁴For if you forgive others their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you, ¹⁵but if you do not forgive others their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses.” -Matthew 6: 5-15. ESV Bible. Copied from Biblegateway.com.

August 14^th, 2024.

“For I am not ashamed of the gospel, for it is the power of God for salvation to everyone who believes, to the Jew first and also to the Greek. For in it the righteousness of God is revealed from faith for faith, as it is written, ‘The righteous shall live by faith.’” -Romans 1: 16-17. ESV Study Bible.

“For the wrath of God is revealed from heaven against all ungodliness and unrighteousness of men, who by their unrighteousness suppress the truth. For what can be known about God is plain to them, because God has shown it to them. For his invisible attributes, namely, his eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly perceived, ever since the creation of the world, in the things that have been made. So they are without excuse. For although they knew God, they did not honor him as God or give thanks to him, but they became futile in their thinking, and their foolish hearts were darkened. Claiming to be wise, they became fools, and exchanged the glory of the immortal God for images resembling mortal man and birds and animals and creeping things.” -Romans 1: 18-23. ESV Study Bible.

“Therefore God gave them up in the lusts of their hearts to impurity, to the dishonoring of their bodies among themselves, because they exchanged the truth about God for a lie and worshiped and served the creature rather than the Creator, who is blessed forever! Amen.” Romans 1: 24-25. ESV Study Bible.

“For this reason God gave them up to dishonorable passions. For their women exchanged natural relations for those that are contrary to nature; and the men likewise gave up natural relations with women and were consumed with passion for one another, men committing shameless acts with men and receiving in themselves the due penalty for their error.” -Romans 1: 26-27. ESV Study Bible.

“And since they did not see fit to acknowledge God, God gave them up to a debased mind to do what ought not to be done. They were filled with all manner of unrighteousness, evil, covetousness, malice. They are full of envy, murder, strife, deceit, maliciousness. They are gossips, slanderers, haters of God, insolent, haughty, boastful, inventors of evil, disobedient to parents, foolish, faithless, heartless, ruthless. Though they know God’s decree that those who practice such things deserve to die, they not only do them but give approval to those who practice them.” -Romans 1: 28-32. ESV Study Bible.

Saturday, August 17, 2024.

“For if Joshua had given them rest, God would not have spoken of another day later on. So then, there remains a Sabbath rest for the people of God, for whoever has entered God’s rest has also rested from his works as God did from his.”

“Let us therefore strive to enter that rest, so that no one may fall by the same sort of disobedience. For the word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart. And no creature is hidden from his sight, but all are naked and exposed to the eyes of him to whom we must give account.”

“Since then we have a great high priest who has passed through the heavens, Jesus, the Son of God, let us hold fast our confession. For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who in every respect has been tempted as we are, yet without sin. Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.” -Hebrews 4: 8-16. ESV Study Bible.

Hebrews 4 ESV – Therefore, while the promise of – Bible Gateway

Sunday, August 18, 2024.

“Now there is great gain in godliness with contentment, for we brought nothing into the world, and we cannot take anything out of the world. But if we have food and clothing, with these we will be content. But those who desire to be rich fall into temptation, into a snare, into many senseless and harmful desires that plunge people into ruin and destruction. For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evils. It is through this craving that some have wandered away from the faith and pierced themselves with many pangs.” -1 Timothy 6: 6-10. ESV Study Bible.

Thursday, September 5, 2024. Corruption is bursting loose all over and throughout the global wicked world system. Get saved – or be damned – it’s your choice. God’s Way Of Salvation (John 3:16) https://mwtb.org/products/gods-way-of-salvation-john-316?variant=2201784833

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“Now after John was arrested, Jesus came into Galilee, proclaiming the gospel of God, and saying, ‘The time is fulfilled, and the kingdom of God is at hand; repent and believe in the gospel.’” -Mark 1: 14, 15. ESV Study Bible.

“Afterward he appeared to the eleven themselves as they were reclining at table, and he rebuked them for their unbelief and hardness of heart, because they had not believed those who saw him after he had risen. And he said to them, ‘Go into all the world and proclaim the gospel to the whole creation. Whoever believes and is baptized will be saved, but whoever does not believe will be condemned.” -Mark 16: 14-16. ESV Study Bible.

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1 Timothy 1-6. ESV. 1 Timothy 1-6 ESV – Greeting – Paul, an apostle of Christ – Bible Gateway

Sunday, September 8, 2024. Dearest Felicia, it is in the hope and desire to spend Eternity enjoying your beautiful company that I send this message to you, love. “Do not be deceived: God is not mocked, for whatever one sows, that will he also reap. For the one who sows to his own flesh will from the flesh reap corruption, but the one who sows to the Spirit will from the Spirit reap eternal life. And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up. So then, as we have opportunity, let us do good to everyone, and especially to those who are of the household of faith.” -The Letter of Paul to the Galatians 6: 7-10. ESV Study Bible.
Dearest Felicia, if the above quotation of Scripture isn’t perfectly clear to you, please be hopeful in your heart that True God will help you, by His Holy Spirit, the Helper, Whom Jesus sends into the hearts of those who believe in the gospel and then become believers in our Lord Jesus Christ, the only begotten Son of God. The Holy Spirit is the Spirit of the Lord; and He is our Helper Who helps us every day as we live in Christ our Savior by the grace of God through faith in Jesus.
I love you, Felicia. I want you to receive all the good gifts of God that He gives to those who love Him. I want us to be gloriously regenerated; and to enjoy newness of life together in Christ Jesus our Good Shepherd.

Thursday, September 12, 2024. He told her that he vacuumed their bedroom “For His Lady and Her Love.”

Tuesday, September 17, 2024.
8 Words for You. “In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ.”

“Felicia In My Heart” –To Please and to Pleasure”

Dear Felicia, Hi. This afternoon I took a nap; and when I awakened, Felicia-in-my-heart appeared in my thoughts; and she was so kind and sweet and loving to me. The inner person of her heart was as lovely and giving and wanting to please and to pleasure as you, Felicia, are pretty in your outer person. It was so comforting to me in my inner person to be loved by Felicia-in-her-inner person. Thanks be to God our heavenly Father in our Lord Jesus’ name for His goodness and His kindness and His loving way of blessing us in the Beloved Son of God our Savior and Redeemer.

“For this reason I bow my knees before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth is named, that according to the riches of his glory he may grant you to be strengthened with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith – that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.

“Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen.” -Ephesians 3: 14-21. ESV Study Bible.

“Likewise, wives, be subject to your own husbands, so that even if some do not obey the word, they may be won without a word by the conduct of their wives, when they see your respectful and pure conduct. Do not let your adorning be external – the braiding of hair and the putting on of gold jewelry, or the clothing you wear – but let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in God’s sight is very precious. For this is how the holy women who hoped in God used to adorn themselves, by submitting to their own husbands, as Sarah obeyed Abraham, calling him lord. And you are her children, if you do good and do not fear anything that is frightening.”

“Likewise, husbands, live with your wives in an understanding way, showing honor to the woman as the weaker vessel, since they are heirs with you of the grace of life, so that your prayers may not be hindered.

“Finally, all of you, have unity of mind, sympathy, brotherly love, a tender heart, and a humble mind. Do not repay evil for evil or reviling for reviling, but on the contrary, bless, for to this you were called, that you may obtain a blessing. For

“Whoever desires to love life

And see good days,

Let him keep his tongue from evil

And his lips from speaking deceit;

Let him turn away from evil and do good;

Let him seek peace and pursue it.

For the eyes of the Lord are on the righteous,

And his ears are open to their prayer.

But the face of the Lord is against those who do evil.” -1 Peter 3: 1-12. ESV Study Bible.

“in the beauty of holiness” “pleasures forevermore at the right hand of the LORD.”

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Psalm 27

Psalm 27 ESV – The LORD Is My Light and My Salvation – Bible Gateway

Psalm 16

Psalm 16 ESV – You Will Not Abandon My Soul – A Miktam – Bible Gateway

[1] Sandra _ _ _ _

[2] “Bartleby the Scrivener,” a short story by Herman Melville.

[3] The Son of God, Yeshua Messiah.

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