“If the stars should appear but one night every thousand years how man would marvel and stare.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
The Word of the Day, from Dictionary.com, is tourbillion. While it might seem that this has something to do with a tour of Bill Gates’s house, it means, “a whirlwind or something resembling a whirlwind.” It is also a name for “a firework that rises spirally.”
Today is Stay Out of the Sun Day. This redhead is all about that! You don’t have to tell me twice.
We got Mama safely here, yesterday, with a stop at Ginger Brown’s on the way home. It was a most enjoyable day. When we got home, we sat down to chat, and turned on the Red Sox/Angels game, which was on the national Fox affiliate. We had previously listened to the Rangers totally embarrass themselves by being beaten by the worst team in the AL, the Twins, 17-5. Now, it seems, it was the Red Sox’s turn. Clay Buchholz was the starter, and in his inimitable fashion, gave up a three run home run in the first inning. It only got worse from there, including an inning where the Angels made history by getting eleven consecutive hits. They scored eleven runs in that inning, as well. The Red Sox managed to plate two. Final score . . . 21-2. We quit watching around the fifth inning and watched The Martian, with Matt Damon. It was a very good movie. Much better than the baseball game.
Tonight is Stars & Stripes 2016, in Southlake. The Southlake Community Band and Swing Band will be playing. The Swing Band plays at 6:00 PM, and the Community Band plays at 8:15 PM. Fireworks are scheduled to begin at 9:30.
We are getting ready for church, this morning. Our worship gathering is at 10:15. We are The Exchange, and we meet at 9100 N. Beach, Fort Worth, TX.
(From Praying With the Psalms)
You return man to dust and say, “Return, O children of man!”
For a thousand years in your sight are but as yesterday when it is past, or as a watch in the night.
You sweep them away as with a flood; they are like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning:
in the morning it flourishes and is renewed; in the evening it fades and withers.
It is stunning to compare the brevity of human life to the eternity of God. In fact, it’s almost an impossible comparison, as our minds really cannot fathom eternity. “The only basis for existence . . . is in God.” If we attempt to separate ourselves from God, we become like a “dream separated from the sleeper.” However, when we are joined with God, “we are part of an eternal reality.”
“Forgive me, Father, when I try to take my few years, my meager strength and my uncertain ideas and try to make a life out of them. It is a shabby effort at best. I will, instead, turn it all over to you to make of it what you will, in Jesus Christ. Amen.”
Father, I echo the prayer of Eugene Peterson and pray that you would take this brief number of years that I call a life, and mold it into something useful to you. I know that you began molding years ago. I have faith that this is true. I pray that it will continue, and that I will not try to make it my own. Take your word and embed it into my being that I might be a true disciple, abiding in your word. Help me to know your presence always.
Come, Lord Jesus!
The LORD bless you and keep you; the LORD make his face to shine upon you and be gracious to you; the LORD lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace.
Grace and peace, friends.