Surprises

Vila Olympic, Barcelona, 4/23/24, 

B James pic

    The his stuff stands between me and feeling my life!  Wake me up, Lord 

Complaining about pain

     

Best boy. Eases the complaints.

     Conversation with L about all the hurting units in our family right now.  Sensing for me is quite painful for sure. I feel like we’re on short time all of us.

       Happy with us all as we Approach the end of our lives And stay in our active memory for you and you for us. IJN

Ugly

   

Dangerous infrastructure,

 a 50 year old stumbling block

     All I want to say each morning is thank you, and I am truly grateful. But it feels insincere, mechanical; an example for E’s web exercise yesterday that I buffered out of awareness. Yes I now feel remorse of conscience; it feels shameful and even dangerous to be insincere with God. I guess I can take that as an outcome of mechanically and its process of snowballing. So my “gratitude” rolls into an anguished sense of guilt and a prayer for forgiveness. Lord have mercy. IJN

    And I am grateful that the threat to bomb Irans power plants stopped last night, if only temporarily.  I pray for the end of wars, again if only for a while, preferably a long era of world peace.  IJN

     

ME spring

  

4-7-2026

  Spring snow, very pretty today, and gives me an excuse for laziness. Ironic. A lot of ironies this a m. This one because I was just reading GIG on the disease of tomorrow, that is the ill consequences of putting things off, especially work for soul salvation. 

   “… almost all arrive at the point that on one sorrowful day for themselves, they arising them and begin to be manifest those forerunners of Called feebleness and infirmity ….. Toward the end of their planetary existence, most of the consequences of the properties of that same organ which had become crystallized in their common presence begin to atrophy of their own accord, and some of them even entirely disappear in consequence of which these beings began to see in sense reality a little better. In such cases, a strong desire appears in the common presences of such favorites of yours to work upon themselves to work as they say upon the salvation of their soul  But needless to say, nothing can result from such desires of theirs…. they have now only in factual earnings and the lawful- infirmities -of -old -age. GIG, Tales, p 363-4

   Thank you for all you bring

Again composed

 

Still life 3, with fruit, today

      Spoke to all three sisters yesterday. C has tech/financial foul up. D and L went to dinner together.  All sounded content. 

      DJ and family are driving home from Fla today. Then wife B will travel to Germany Wednesday. I only know of one senior who travels as much as she does. God bless her. And grant safe journeys to them all. 

     I watched tv a lot on Easter: Jesus’ life, Fox News lost airman coverage, original Wizard of Oz. Odd we did not finish reading Easter story in John, as I thought we would. We did read it in Matthew midweek, but yesterday would have seemed more appropriate, celebratory.  All an itch, a regret for something lost in the past, a religious attention or discipline that I feel too lazy to pursue these days. I should say God forgive and help me, but I doubt my sincerity and willingness to change.

    All of us have moved away from our early, religious ties and none of our descendants have even dipped their toes into the living waters. Except I note Niece J’s flirtation with Catholicism a few years back, with her insistence of her whole family’s  participation. Too bad it ended; maybe she stumbled on the Fifth commandment with her vicious treatment of her mother. I sound judgmental, and I’m spreading family gossip, but the relationship generates my pity, angst, and compassion. 

    Might be good to revisit Jesus’ Parable of the Sower found in Matthew 13:1–23, Mark 4:1–20, Luke 8:4–15 and the extra-canonical Gospel of Thomas.

    Enough said, except

   Lord help us all find our way back to you, the Living Water, the source of pity and compassion.  IJN

Easter

 

He is risen. He is risen indeed

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Common man

 

N

The neighborhood’s version of lakefront

   Lord, we need the.rain, but do admit we prefer mild sunshine.

   Which appeared later in the day, although the temperature was very cold by evening. Thank you for what we get— nothing drastic. 

    And this is very silly. Pondering, writing, addressing God about weather. So shallow!  Particularly between Good Friday and Easter, when Christ was preparing to reappear alive. Forgive my shallowness IJN

https://youtu.be/sTSruhryIEA?si=KrTgLebkaAWED_Xi

In he Dark Night, Orthodox Chant..magnificent