This the eighth week of my mandated seclusion. I’m still having a bunch of physical problems but I’m tired of talking about them, so I won’t. Yesterday I received a couple Stephen King books which I ordered because I needed something easy to read; the steroids are giving me the shakes and putting the kibosh on my abilities to comprehend anything. I’ve always wanted to read The Stand, which King himself called a “long tale of dark Christianity.” Last night I got through the first 150 of its 1150 pages of girth.
In addition to all the physical stuff, the older kids got in trouble at their homeschool group and that has caused some high stress in the household.
I read in Isaiah and Jeremiah this morning. One thing that struck me is that when God said, “For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope,” it was right on the heels of His telling His people to settle down and seek the welfare of Babylon, the city where they were exiled.