Aug: 28: The land again quiet, the soldiers ordered to their old quarters in our parts, my eye much on what it is that renders any part of my life uncomfortable because I find and fear I am not useful in my generation to others and to my family, something my heart points to in my relation of vanities and folly in me which through mercy I desire to bewail, and beware, and keep my heart through grace in a holy posture godward, the word this day, a discovering help, let thy grace and truth uphold me I pray thee.