Tomorrow is a city holiday, so it’s the beginning of a long weekend for many folks here. I’ve worked out at the gym three days this week, so I’ve gotten my minimal time in. Minimal by my mind’s measure. If all goes well tomorrow afternoon, I’ll have taught three Bible studies since Wednesday. Plus other stuff. The study tonight started at 10 pm, at the gym.

Houses here have water tanks in the attic. We contracted to have ours cleaned Sat. The scare is that the water is now unfit to drink or use on the body, since our tank is disintegrating. Our contract guy is going to pull water in directly from the street on Tues. Which means no showers until then, just buckets and pans of water from the one outside tap that comes directly from the street.

O Soul, God’s blessings in this life are good and pleasant. He gives you enjoyment in so many ways. Yes, life is hard, and suffering at times seems to overwhelm. But most of life’s activities contain the potential for joy. So do not let troubles keep you from what is good. All must be done within the confines of divine permission, of course. But God made life to be pleasurable. Now, how much more pleasurable will eternal life be? Do nothing that will put your celestial inheritance at risk. Do everything to guarantee God’s approval on the last day. Lock in on your goal, and enjoy the ride!

Bible study cancelled tonight. So some downtime is good. Maybe I’ll go to bed early. Am I getting older, needing more sleep now?

Rained all day today. I’m good with that, since it keeps the heat down. Had lost my old camo-patterned umbrella, so I bought another one today from the papelaria on the plaza. Not exactly cheap, but looks to be a tad better quality, and larger, too.

An old leak in the side roof at the office has started again. Add it to the one in the top roof on the other side. Time to leave, for sure.

Dive to the greater depths, where flow the mercies of God unimpeded. O Soul, the surface is tossed and unstable. You were meant to live profoundly. Grapple with the great truths of Christ. Wrestle the angel of blessing to the ground. Stretch your spiritual muscles until they ache and throb. Dip your finger into the cold life-stream of the Holy Spirit. In the forge of faith are born the souls victorious. Be one of them. Press through in trust and hope. Refuse the lie of sight. To circumstance be blind, so that you may see the glorious light of heaven which bids you rise and gain the prize.

Good morning, O Soul. This day has been given you. Make of it the best you may. Waste it not. Despise not this gift. Life is precious. Learn to live. For life, discover the only God. Draw near to him. At your door, the Lord Christ awaits to conduct you into his presence. About this would the Spirit speak to you in Scripture.

After getting home from CrossFit, drinking my veggie protein shake, and taking a shower, I walked down to the swim school and watched the grandkids splash. Joel and I chatted. Afterwards, I walked them to their apartment building. Stopped on the way back at Dona Lina and bought some bread and sweets, then popped in at my neighbor’s workout gym and visited with him. He and I are studying the Word together, next time will be tomorrow afternoon. Then back home for some iced (Earl Grey) tea and that fresh bread.

1. Have looked a couple of times along streets between home and the office for possible rental options. It won’t be an easy move from the office.

2. A number of people liked my Practicing Proverbs post for chapter 2. Someday I’ll complete the whole 31 chapters, maybe.

3. Weight has inched up a bit in the last few days. Not a happy eater.

4. Had to go downtown this morning for a chore. Takes a while to get even a few blocks. Lights, traffic, pedestrians. Now I remember why I avoid going there.

5. Does anybody else out there ever eat a breakfast-type meal at night? It’s eggs and bacon time for us this evening. And The Missus’s zucchini and cinnamon bread. See Item 3 above.

6. An original item:

The rocks rose like warriors’ spears,
Tree limbs snaked downward to heighten their fears,
Darkness dogged their faltering backs,
The jungle swallowed their souls and tracks.

7. A Bible verse:

Deceit is in the heart of those who plot evil, but those who promote peace have joy.
Proverbs 12.20