Rain is falling. Missus has a cold. Bedtime was late last night. Much there is to do today. God is good. (Written in the morning.)
¶ I identify with this guy, who wrote, about blogging: “I'm a prolific starter; not a prolific maintainer.” (I lost the link, but Grok found it.)
¶ Was out and about most of the day, hither, thither, and yon. Back and forth. The body now is still, the mind yet moves.
¶ Memory is selective and as such unreliable for the most part. We remember what we pay attention to, and we pay attention to what most interests us; there lies the danger of slant.
¶ A quote: “A Hindu once said Christians are like certain fruit trees—the harder they’re struck, the more fruit they produce.”
¶ An original verse: Seventy times seven, a daily event, / Forgiveness is divine consent.
¶ A semi-random Bible verse, for the Last Word: “You godly ones, rejoice in the Lord. Give thanks to his holy name.” Psalm 97.12 NETB.