Cindy walks around the kitchen island to exercise. Once, she made the comment that Bella gets in here way--our basset hound--as if intentionally trying to keep Cindy from reaching her daily step goal. She said, it's like the Devil is trying to keep her from this good goal. It's sort of a metaphor for all the things in life that get in our way of doing good.
A study (survey?) has shown that women don't find men with a pot belly attractive. But, every women I've ever known overfeeds you.
The book of Job has so much foreshadowing of the messiah in it. Take 25:4, who can be born pure of a woman? Well, I have the answer to that. ...now.
It feels like we're living in the end times. I know that we're told that no man knows the day or the hour and that there will be wars and rumours of wars and that the end would not come.
I want the Lord Jesus to return. With all the crap in the world, I'm ready. I hope it happens in my life time. And, most of the time, I've thought that it will never happen in my lifetime; every generation has thought that it will happen in their lifetime and it never does.
Right now, we have a war in Europe (again), we have Israel trading missile strikes with Iran in the Middle East, at least two active super volcano, solar storms that have caused blackouts and the potential to cause a Carrington Event (don't Google it), we're being told that the Earth's magnetic poles are due to reverse in a series of devastating cataclysms of earthquakes and tysunamis, and even that another universe has been discouvered in our plain of reality and that we may all be living on the inside of a massive black hole.
Man's knowledge will increase in the last days, I've been told. But, are these the birth pains that the book of Revelation speaks of?
Maranatha!
