There’s one line in Psalm 23 that always seems to apply: “my cup runneth over”. Surely I have been blessed without measure in this life, what I have seen, what I have experienced, all that has gone on. I have felt that that line has applied to me for years. Decades, almost. I guess right now, if I had to complain, it would be for the lack of female companionship, but I know I am not alone in my aloneness. Other than that, I have finished the full text of the book I’ve been writing. Man, so much easier to write than to come up with an artificial intelligence. Which it looks like I’ll probably get back to, I think. Other than that, still worrying a little about finances, though I know I shouldn’t worry about anything, not really. I should take it to heart, derive a conclusion based on all the evidence that I have had: the Lord has my back.
