My days off are split but I am learning to live with it. I suppose that means no overnight trips into the desert to view the night sky, something I have not seen in over thirty years. But it would be good to have some recovery time for the feet. Oh well. I try to get as many things done in my one as possible, like laundry and early morning bible study. It is about the only day that I have time to sit at the keyboard and input based upon my previous thoughts I have written in my notepad.
Sometimes, the best (and most difficult) words we can hear are, “We can do no more!” When these words are used by doctors concerning someone we dearly love, they are like a knife being pushed through the heart. All hope seems to be lost. As long as doctors keep trying we manage to hope but hope seems to fail when they stop.
When is a Christian's greatest happiness? Isn't it when the Christian is in close communion and intimacy with the Father through the Son by means of the Holy Spirit and God's written word? What happens when God hides His face?