About this. I confess I try to keep up the appearance of life in order. My calendar is a moving target. And yes, I am talking about a paper, grid-style calendar! I can’t abide a digital calendar.
Psalm 89:47-48 (NIV) says, “Remember how fleeting is my life. For what futility You have created all men. What man can live and not see death, or save himself from the power of the grave?”
But Psalm 68:19-20 answers, “Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior Who daily bears our burdens. Our God is a God Who saves; from the Sovereign Lord comes escape from death.”
God redeems the fleeting and futility of life.
My Prayer: Lord, “You care for the land and water it; You enrich it abundantly” (Psalm 65:9a); You care for the raw material of my days and the way the time gets scheduled; You give time and life generously; You place the 24/7 boundary, You created rest, yet You knew I’d overstretch; You sort my confusion; You redeem the overplan; Your enrichment is gladly received when my calendar meets with Your initiative; Your abundance is celebrated when the fish and loaves of my calendar must be multiplied; Your Sovereignty is praised when I see Your handprint stamped on my days.
How do I count my days? As “grasslands of the desert” when Your grace is detected; As “meadows covered with flocks” when Your provision is received; As “streams filled with water” when Your redemption comes near; As beautiful sunrises and sunsets when You color my calendar with Your Goodness!
Amen.
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Dearest Gwen Anne, Your post was true and very interesting. As we mature what you say becomes reality. Keep trusting and keep learning. Love you, Mom and Dad
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What a beautiful message & encouragement, Gwen. Your words are a gift from the Lord and you!
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