Mid-week now. I'd intended to attend the mid-week gathering at the church, but that did not happen. Dear Wife has been pretty much flat on her back (on the recliner, true) with foot elevated, all day. Tomorrow she's on schedule to "watch" the Beloved Great Niece next door. I got caught up in things and completely forgot to go down to an ATM and pick up cash money for the rent money we pay to the niece for use of the hovel. So I'll make a point of doing so in the morning. Or at least during daylight hours, she works 7-4 so any time during the day should suffice.
I need to make some phone calls also. A local staffing company had posted some positions earlier in the year, the positions noted were for tasks similar to those I had been overseeing in my last job. I'd sent an e-mail inquiry on the Monday of the previous week, and still have received no reply whatever. I suspect -- with a very high degree of expected accuracy -- the name of the principal purchaser of the service. Out of a courtesy, I had not directly approached them. My next move will be affected in great degree by the response I get. Even 30 hours/week at $8 an hour would be of great assistance right now. Things are beyond "tight".
And tomorrow marks the end of official Summer and the beginning of official Autumn. Summer has been warm. Predictions are that the coming Winter will be bitter --- even by local standards -- and very very snowy -- even by local standards here in the Snow Belt -- and the prospect does not fill me with joy. Wife, as a post-menopausal woman -- has a rather different take on the issue.
Can't wait to see the calendar showing the day as being mid-April or later.
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The Old Testament reading is chapters 1, 2, and 3 from the Song of Songs, sometimes called the Song of Solomon. This is, again, some of that Scripture that was never never never mentioned or taught when I was growing up, and pretty rarely since then as well.
Song of Solomon 1
1 The song of songs, which is Solomon's. 2
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better
than wine. 3
Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment
poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 Draw me, we will run after thee:
the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice
in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love
thee. 5 I am
black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar,
as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun
hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made
me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
7 Tell me, O
thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy
flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by
the flocks of thy companions?
8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy
way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the
shepherds' tents. 9
I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's
chariots. 10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold. 11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver. 12
While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the
smell thereof. 13
A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night
betwixt my breasts. 14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi. 15
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves'
eyes. 16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green. 17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
Song of Solomon 2
1 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys. 2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. 3
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among
the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit
was sweet to my taste.
4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love. 5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. 6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me. 7
I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the
hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he
please. 8 The
voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains,
skipping upon the hills.
9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he
standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing
himself through the lattice.
10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love,
my fair one, and come away.
11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; 12
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is
come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13 The fig tree putteth forth
her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell.
Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14 O my dove, that art in the clefts of
the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy
countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy
countenance is comely.
15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines:
for our vines have tender grapes.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies. 17
Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and
be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
Song of Solomon 3
1 By night on
my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him
not. 2 I will
rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I
will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
3 The watchmen
that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul
loveth? 4 It
was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul
loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him
into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
5 I charge you,
O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the
field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
6 Who is this that
cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh
and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
7 Behold his bed, which is
Solomon's; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of
Israel. 8 They
all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon his
thigh because of fear in the night.
9 King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon. 10
He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the
covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for
the daughters of Jerusalem.
11 Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king
Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of
his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
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The New Testament reading is chapter 12 of 2nd Corinthians.
II Corinthians 12
1 It is not
expedient for me doubtless to glory. I will come to visions and
revelations of the Lord.
2 I knew a man in Christ above fourteen years ago, (whether
in the body, I cannot tell; or whether out of the body, I cannot tell:
God knoweth;) such an one caught up to the third heaven.
3 And I knew such a man,
(whether in the body, or out of the body, I cannot tell: God knoweth;)
4 How that he
was caught up into paradise, and heard unspeakable words, which it is
not lawful for a man to utter.
5 Of such an one will I glory: yet of myself I will not
glory, but in mine infirmities.
6 For though I would desire to glory, I shall not be a
fool; for I will say the truth: but now I forbear, lest any man should
think of me above that which he seeth me to be, or that he heareth of
me. 7 And lest
I should be exalted above measure through the abundance of the
revelations, there was given to me a thorn in the flesh, the messenger
of Satan to buffet me, lest I should be exalted above measure.
8 For this thing I besought the Lord thrice, that it might depart from me. 9
And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength
is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory
in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
10 Therefore I take
pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions,
in distresses for Christ's sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.
11 I am become
a fool in glorying; ye have compelled me: for I ought to have been
commended of you: for in nothing am I behind the very chiefest apostles,
though I be nothing.
12 Truly the signs of an apostle were wrought among you in all
patience, in signs, and wonders, and mighty deeds.
13 For what is it wherein ye were
inferior to other churches, except it be that I myself was not
burdensome to you? forgive me this wrong.
14 Behold, the third time I am ready to come
to you; and I will not be burdensome to you: for I seek not your's but
you: for the children ought not to lay up for the parents, but the
parents for the children.
15 And I will very gladly spend and be spent for you; though
the more abundantly I love you, the less I be loved.
16 But be it so, I did not
burden you: nevertheless, being crafty, I caught you with guile.
17 Did I make a gain of you by any of them whom I sent unto you? 18
I desired Titus, and with him I sent a brother. Did Titus make a gain
of you? walked we not in the same spirit? walked we not in the same
steps? 19
Again, think ye that we excuse ourselves unto you? we speak before God
in Christ: but we do all things, dearly beloved, for your edifying.
20 For I fear,
lest, when I come, I shall not find you such as I would, and that I
shall be found unto you such as ye would not: lest there be debates,
envyings, wraths, strifes, backbitings, whisperings, swellings, tumults:
21 And lest,
when I come again, my God will humble me among you, and that I shall
bewail many which have sinned already, and have not repented of the
uncleanness and fornication and lasciviousness which they have
committed.
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