Close to mid-afternoon. You are sitting in
the southwest lot at Macy’s at Kenwood Towne Centre waiting for Carol to buy
socks for Kim and you to put in the socks at the fireplace. Carol has her hair
done tomorrow afternoon and you are going up tomorrow night instead of Tuesday,
and you will return Xmas afternoon. The boys will be home all week so it ought
to be a fun time. – Amorella
1413
hours. I’m glad we are tacking on another day or so. The shopping center is
packed. I was lucky to find a place at all and it is out towards Kenwood Road,
that is, away from Macy’s. We had salad and I added a piece of ham to it –
quite good, and a different meal for me. Tonight we have Papa John pizza – and leftovers
for lunch tomorrow. As fast as one car pulls out another is there to take its
place. I don’t think any other religion in the world supports a nation’s
economy like Christianity – certainly not with original intent. In fact, I don’t
know what the original intent was other than Jesus willed himself to be – what?
I am not really sure. What possibly could have been on his mind, or more
specific, what was on his heartansoulanmind – even theoretically I cannot
imagine. It certainly would not have been what has become in his name some 2100
years later. Abraham/Sarah and the Jewish traditions continue on. I lean Old
Testament because of this.
You are unorthodox, a dissenter and an
eccentric in that order, young man. – Amorella
1435
hours. Well, this leaves me wordless.
Almost, at least for the moment. – Amorella
Dusk
has turned into night. The Xmas tree is lit. You may not go to Kim and Paul’s
until Tuesday morning. Such matters are up to Carol. – Amorella
1753
hours. I have no desire to know what was/is on any person’s mind. Jesus has
been intruded on enough at least from my perspective. I cannot imagine such a
humble man desiring to be treated as one/third of a deity.
You do not view Jesus as G---D. – Amorella
1756
hours. He lived a human being as I see it. I am out of my element here, such private
thought should be kept private.
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