There is never enough time in the day. I started out behind as my alarm clock failed and I slept on, at least an hour later than my usual wake-up. Thankfully, Goldyn pawed the side of my bed to arouse me from my slumber. The sunrise already had run way ahead of me, as it spread its pink tentacles across the sky. I tried to catch up with coffee, as I completed morning chores. I focused on the positives that would get me through my day, but now with this late night blog, I realize time has won. I never got my hour back, in fact I think I lost more time in trying to get caught up. Now I'm spent, the time is spent and gone; the reserve is entirely empty, gone, deplete . . .
I had to pause for a moment, as I began reading the text this early morning. But they, our fathers, acted arrogantly: they became stubborn and would not listen to Thy commandments." (Nehemiah 9:18). How often do I find myself verbalizing "but? what about? what then? what if? really?" All the phrases that feed doubt and angst into my life are found in that one conjunction. Memory stands as the faithful argument against it, but when faced with future days all seems easily forgotten. This verse comes to a people who had returned to their homeland after being ravaged and exiled by foreign powers. Nehemiah is reminding them of who they are, and especially of their one and only God who has forever been faithful to them despite their faithlessness and wrongdoing. He reminds them how God is a God of forgiveness, slow to anger, longsuffering, overflowing with lovingkindness, never forsaking them even when He was totally forgott...
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