Lord have mercy. I don’t love high heat no more than cold Good thing I didn’t don’t live in Jesus’ neighborhood I guess
Dreams, prayers, hopes
Lord have mercy. I don’t love high heat no more than cold Good thing I didn’t don’t live in Jesus’ neighborhood I guess
Write think work like Lee. From Today Substack morning five:
Before I close my eyes, I spend a moment here in relationship with the comprehensive sensation of my body in order to remind myself that it is the blending of this sensation with the incoming impressions of life that can make a difference in my nourishment. And that the aim, the aim here and now, is to develop a more intimate relationship with this energy so that it will be present always and everywhere.
Catch you later, Lord?
Is that the best I can do so caught up in commercial laden TV movies?
Now I lay me down to sleep.
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take.
For all the many blessings you bestow on us.
Lord help me live I am afraid of my heart symptoms
“O Death. O Death. Won’t you hold me over for another year.”
Very high BP red face tonight. Pulse not so high. Took extra 30 mg propranolol. 11 pm
Still I’m making plans for tomorrow.
Lord bless all my dear ones, IJN.
Works. Strike the first do. See a paltry self satisfaction. Accept it. Acknowledge Jesus. God. My own being. The being of others. With thanks IJN