Bored Out of Gourd

Yes, how totally bored I am.
Bored and lonely equals aggression.
Talk to anyone; whatever's probable.
Yet with God all is possible.

Going to visit a friend.
Naval chaplain. Marine. Brother in Christ.
Looking forward to conversing together.
Hope it's relaxing and edifying.

My laptop screen damage prevents conveniently processing photos so I've got to lay off posting them with my text however much I like to. Have to use the library's desktop to do activities. I've got tons of photos in albums... going to see if I can find one appropriate.

Ah... just made it... an overcast day. 

OK Then

Having had a rough couple of weeks, decided to blog in order to relax.

My laptop screen is damaged so my photographic endeavors are marginal. I have shots to process but it's inconvenient to put them through the changes - there is a crack and splotches adjacent, only about a quarter of the screen is available. Consequently I'm not carrying the camera with me. There were several great scenes this morning! Sigh. Still, I enjoyed looking and contemplating.

Well, it'll be a while.
Have to make do.
At Phoenix College library.
Suits me fine.

vehicles

three hues burgundy

aside the shop

wishing for it

sunrise

over the Sonic sign

beyond the shop

wishing for it

aeroplane

turning before moon

above the shop

wishing for it

Keeping Faith

The connection speed at this wi-fi location has slowed and I'm getting agitated. Shouldn't want to feel that way. Came from church a little while ago feeling most placid. Read the other day of the dependence some people have upon their internet activity - yeah, that applies to me alright. But it really is a bear when you're trying to get the bus schedule and the page won't load. Well, that brings me back to the sermon at church today... instead of getting angry, what would be Christ-like?

Aside from the sermon, I stopped and thought. I didn't bang the laptop... I found an alternative to waiting on the bus schedule pages to load... I found out what I needed to. I didn't pray about it - I just wanted not to get angry and flustered and, by the grace of God, I didn't.

Pastor today preached on II Timothy 1; 3 Keys to Christ Like Living.
* Be grateful for our spiritual heritage.
* Trust in and live the Gospel.
* Be loyal to the faith we've received.

Well, amen to all that but I'd add thanks for our God-given intelligence and persona. Paul is encouraging Timothy... I just had to encourage myself. Things will always work out. And don't you know the connection speed just got back in gear.

I'm happy to be a Christian and glad to be saved. As a matter of fact, as the pastor went around shaking hands before the service, when he came to me I was reading by grace you have been saved in Ephesians 2:5 just before I shook his hand and looked into his eyes. It was a great comfort. I had told him of the suicidal thoughts... no, no... I want to live. So there it all was in totality.

Step by Step

Walking to church for a Bible study, came across this shady spot I often pass. My truck is down so I'm walking everywhere in the near vicinity. This picture is deceptive. It looks cool but it's still quite warm. Too warm to walkabout much and take other pictures let alone the diminished range in being without transportation. I'm just doing this to keep up some activity.

And even so, the screen crack has metastasized - there are ribbons of blackness across it. I can't afford to get the truck fixed; I can't afford to fix or replace the laptop. I am really in a pickle. (That's perhaps putting the catastrophe of my life in an unwarranted light.) I remembered an old Twilight Zone episode where a man who loved to read was the only survivor after a thermonuclear exchange, the world wiped out except for him. He came across a library, all the books now at his disposal. But he then had a accident - he dropped his glasses. That was that. The internet is my only means of outside communication. Should the screen become unreadable I will become awfully despondent.

I look forward to going to church when I do... like this morning. It's become my only society. I moved my membership to Love Baptist in Phoenix yesterday and I hope I get along with the congregation well; I have known some of the people for years. 

Carrying On

Endured a calamity this morning but it turned out to be not as devastating as first thought. One of those things that if it's not one thing, it's another. My sense of stupidity sometimes overwhelms, not to mention bad luck.

I'd removed some items from my back-pack in which I tote my laptop. The laptop inside, I prepared to leave my house but didn't zip the pack closed. Grabbing the pack and slinging it over my shoulder, I went out the door. Hadn't taken three or four steps when the laptop hits the concrete deck... a mind blowing crash it made behind me. Devastating feeling.

It survived but the LCD screen is fractured, only a matter of time before the blackened dead spaces grow as the unit gets jostled. I cannot afford to replace it. I'm so dependent upon online activity. Yes, it would be devastating to do without the contact.

Fortunately, I'm still going, damage and all.
Please God it keeps up intact. 

Move Along, Please

Invited a pal to view the blog today.
Local walkabouts; the bloom past;
the monsoon is upon us, belovèd.


Coronary fractals and fun with the processor!
He should be terribly amusèd. We hope.
There's just no telling the process.

"I'm a pacifist."

A great sign appeared in heaven: a woman clothed with the sun, and the moon under her feet, and on her head a crown of twelve stars; and she was with child; and she cried out, being in labor and in pain to give birth.

Then another sign appeared in heaven: and behold, a great red dragon having seven heads and ten horns, and on his heads were seven diadems. And his tail swept away a third of the stars of heaven and threw them to the earth. And the dragon stood before the woman who was about to give birth, so that when she gave birth he might devour her child.

And she gave birth to a son, a male child,who is to rule all the nations with a rod of iron; and her child was caught up to God and to His throne. Then the woman fled into the wilderness where she had a place prepared by God, so that there she would be nourished for one thousand two hundred and sixty days.

And there was war in heaven, Michael and his angels waging war with the dragon. The dragon and his angels waged war, and they were not strong enough, and there was no longer a place found for them in heaven. And the great dragon was thrown down, the serpent of old who is called the devil and Satan, who deceives the whole world; he was thrown down to the earth, and his angels were thrown down with him. Then I heard a loud voice in heaven, saying,

“Now the salvation, and the power, and the kingdom of our God and the authority of His Christ have come, for the accuser of our brethren has been thrown down, he who accuses them before our God day and night.

“And they overcame him because of the blood of the Lamb and because of the word of their testimony, and they did not love their life even when faced with death.

"For this reason, rejoice, O heavens and you who dwell in them. Woe to the earth and the sea, because the devil has come down to you, having great wrath, knowing that he has only a short time.”

And when the dragon saw that he was thrown down to the earth, he persecuted the woman who gave birth to the male child. 14But the two wings of the great eagle were given to the woman, so that she could fly into the wilderness to her place, where she
was nourished for a time and times and half a time, from the presence of the serpent.

And the serpent poured water like a river out of his mouth after the woman, so that he might cause her to be swept away with the flood. But the earth helped the woman, and the earth opened its mouth and drank up the river which the dragon poured out of his mouth. So the dragon was enraged with the woman, and went off to make war with the rest of her children, who keep the commandments of God and hold to the testimony of Jesus.

Today in Bible study, Revelation 12.
I sought, in the violence, an alternative.

If Michael, leader of God's host
When Heaven and Hell are met,
Looked down on you from Heaven's door-post
He would his deeds forget.

Brooding no more upon God's wars
In his divine homestead,
He would go weave out of the stars
A chaplet for your head.

And all folk seeing him bow down,
And white stars tell your praise,
Would come at last to God's great town,
Led on by gentle ways;

And God would bid His warfare cease,
Saying all things were well;
And softly make a rosy peace,
A peace of Heaven with Hell.

And she whom I love across from me.
"It disturbs me." She's just not there.

*William Blake the plate.

*Willaim Butler Yeats, The Rose of Peace.