Currently reading: Angela’s Ashes by Frank McCourt, George Lucas: A Life by Brian Jay Jones, and The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah

I sat with Proverbs today and remained quiet and still to receive instruction. I could hear that small still voice of God. The one that urges me to take time every day for quiet, peaceful, and meaningful instruction.

As I write this I am busy filling out an application for Children’s Health Defense. It’s been a wonderful opportunity to houseclean, as it were. Update my website, my LinkedIn, my resume and cover letter. And continuing pursuing my goal of writing professionally either full or part time.

And also to further increase my work in the Medical Freedom movement. A rather odd name if you think about it. Is it medical freedom to demand that a hospital not let you die and instead honor your wishes to receive Ivermectin?

Is it medical freedom to not be blackmailed into having to get an experimental vaccine in order to receive an organ?

How far we have strayed since the days of “Do no Harm”. What harm does it do to do everything in your power to save one life? One life?

To me it is simply called being human. To strive to do the good things, and make every attempt to walk on the straight path, and to turn neither left or right. To yearn for wisdom and instruction, to not lean to heavily on your own understand, nor to be too confident in your own feelings and perceptions.

And for me the book of Proverbs answers those many questions. That quiet time for rest and reflection, and instruction.

It is nearing sunset and almost time for Shabbat, when I set the stress of the week aside and all its troubles. Where I simply take joy in God’s beautiful world and embrace my family. So I am off to touch up and polish my application until the sun goes down

More to come soon.

Shabbat Shalom