Checking email.

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I decided to check my email and saw 5 emails! Woot. Then it dawned on me, this could all be bad news. Is there any outstanding bill, did I mess up somewhere and forget something, what? Nope, all good. As the plains Indians used to say, the email is coming the email is coming! Or was that buffalo? I always forget. That is the most email I have had in a while. And, you know I rarely comment back or write much when I do, so responding only took an hour. ha

Not much going on today. The cave is hot. I have not been able to lower it below Very Warm F. But that is okay too. I have not even stepped out my door. I should shower, shave, and go shopping. I have not been sleeping overly much, but my days and nights are once again confused. I will fix that when I can. I have been reading the bible and am well into John, the first book of it.

There are still many things said which seem to be contradictory, not just to other passages, but to the theme of the bible and what seems to be the will of God and Christ. I learned, now that I think back on it, young that the bible, the will of God, Christ's words, and all are beyond real comprehension. We can understand bits, but some things He says really baffle me. Then again, his disciples, the chosen among those, often were confused, confounded, afraid to ask more, and sometimes Christ took pity on them and them and explained.

Though I also notice that the more I read, the more of the weave of the book comes to understandings of sorts. I think the understanding is often as much of the spirit as it is of the mind or flesh sum total. When confronted or confounded by the world, having read the bible allows the Holy Spirit, should one will that, to fill one and take over or direct one's actions. Our hands, as I have always believed, are not our own. Who controls them for the most part tells where our heart lives. Even our sins may well turn into glory to God in several ways, if in no other way then as testament to God through our bowing to Christ for the forgiveness of those sins.

Some things written, as well, are simply difficult to believe. Healing the blind, lame, and even lepers, turning water to wine, raising the dead, even raising Himself from the dead. I do believe, I understand why these stretch the faith of some new hearers quite thin. Though, honestly, it is often not these things which cause faith to whiter in those who have been taught. More often it is that the path believing would force one to attempt seems steep, narrow, difficult, and sacrificial. Which it is, and is not. Ask a mountain climber how he possibly can do what he does. One way he could put it is, one foot at a time, sometimes one inch at a time, sometimes only a very careful minor lean at a time, and sometimes across a huge span over a great fall in a huge harrowing leap of faith. So goes Christianity.

It has been a good couple of days of rest. Monday, however, will begin a long week of work. I have to get going on getting out of the contract, a VA appointment, fingerprinting, setting up the move, course studies, and shooting practice. I have little money and a lot of month left so I will need to be careful about it all as well. It may be cooler, it is supposed to possibly rain Sunday through Tuesday, which would make it cooler all the way to Wednesday or Thursday. That would help, but either way, I have to do these things.

Hungry! I am surely that. Have a good day.