Reading in Revelation Again.

 Reading in Revelation Again.

 

Just adjusted the size of the type on this page—not that it will be any different when posted, but the page on my screen is easier to read. Getting old is interesting. The eye doctor was happy to say that it was a 20/25 outlook, but tiny print still irritates me beyond words! And some of the places tiny print shows up is even more stupid than telling us to remove child before washing garment!

 

Anyway, have been reading the commentary on Revelation by Lehman Straus. He reminds us that it covers past, present, and future for the seven churches mentioned. Then he covers the history of those churches in more depth both through doctrine and in the ages where they were known from the past. It really is interesting, but this was about the only part of the book that made me think that maybe it was possible to understand things today. The way Straus explains it shows how little understanding the old woman had. Still going to attempt to hold on to what he says as compared to what we see today. One assertion he made was that any church is not to be judged as healthy simply because of numbers in attendance or by what income it gains. Think we all pretty well knew that. Too many mega-churches have great buildings and high income with bunches of folks attending without showing any compassion whatsoever on those around it/them. We saw the works of those in North Carolina—neighbor helping neighbor. And those from W. VA coming to help those of like kind in the mountains, building roads and helping folks set up little houses—these don’t call themselves anything, but their love says it all.

 

Patty is down for the count right now. She was coughing and might have pulled a muscle or something. Tomorrow the old woman will make a sandwich or something and go down to be sure she is eating. Today she ate half a pop tart so she could take some Advil and then six cheese puffs to take another one. That is not going to cut it. Maybe she will eat a toasted chicken sandwich or something. Hate to make her walk to the kitchen to answer the door, but she really needs to eat something solid. Know how much it hurts when a muscle is pulled, but still.

 

It is just miserably cold this evening—well, all day. The wind hurts and the temps are not going up for a while. Will be so glad to see either REAL rain or some honest to goodness sunshine! This misty grey stuff is just so unnecessary!

 

Have not been in the mood to clean the floors, but have dust mopped and swept up the worst of the pieces of animal critter from the stuffed toys. Why they chew off the ears and noses is beyond me. Guess it makes them happy, however. Thought about how Mom used to get disgusted with dog hair and cigarette ashes. Maybe griping about stuffed toys is just my heritage! Funny! At least most of the things burnt around here are stuck to the bottom of pans!

 

Really don’t have much on my mind this evening. Have a meeting of the Route 66 Group tomorrow, but some have doctor’s appointments and some have been exposed to covid or whatever. This time of year, is just not the best for getting out in the mess. So, some of us hibernate. But will put on extra clothes and head out for the meeting. Maybe we will still make as much noise as we normally do with the full contingent. Nothing like a bunch of Baby Boomers!

 

Remember to pray for those who are dealing with everything from cancers to just plain ol’ body parts falling apart. God continues to bless us even as we deteriorate.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.