From Garden to City reading (for Monday and Tuesday): 2 Samuel 19-24
Apparently David's soldiers weren't as moved by David's love for Absalom as I was. It makes sense. Absalom would have killed David and all of them if they hadn't killed him, but David wouldn't have cared as much about that. And I didn't know quite what to say beyond--sometimes you have to do what you have to do. But it doesn't mean you can't be sad. And apparently I have codependent tendencies.
Tuesday I had a lot to say, but no time to say it.
To make a long story short, David gets old--too old to fight--but God still delivers the Israelites from the Philistines, David sings a song about God's love and his own righteousness, he sins again, the people suffer, and then he offers a sacrifice.
And then he dies.
Today we've got a new book, Hosea. Tough read. God tells the prophet Hosea to marry a prostitute. And he does. And she rejects him. And then God says to take her back.
But today's an odd day.
I had a nightmare, woke up, and couldn't get back to sleep for a couple of hours. So I slept until 7:00. And then the AC man came to fix the AC at 7:30 and wasn't done until 10:30.
Late start.
No devotions.
No motivation.
Lots of distractions.
It's kind of a strange day.
And I really need to do a few things before Duane gets off work.
I probably should take some time to pray first.
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