April 22

Thine eyes have seen my unformed substance; And in Thy book they were all written, The days that were ordained for me, When as yet there was not one of them. Psalm 139: 16.

We try to run our lives as if everything depended upon us, rather than Him. So many things crowd into my life simply because I let them. There is this thing called lawn mowing--we've been doing a lot of that lately. Really, does it accomplish anything! And the errands to the store, the bills to pay, the flowers to water, and the garden to weed all pull at me for attention. Why don't I find more time for you, Lord? You have all of our days counted, and yet I sometimes act like you aren't even there.

The scientist in me is fascinated by time. Some contend that it is merely another dimension to space. Whatever it is, it seems to me that it has far more to do with the limitations of this life than we will ever really understand. Our Lord is eternal, but that seems to relate more to the absence of time than it does to prolonged time. We can not grasp eternity except through Christ.
In heaven will I travel at the speed of light? Can I move from here to there now?

The time we try to manage in this life is but a shadow of our assignment in heaven. Teach me, Lord, as I go about this day, to recognize Your hand in everything I do. My eternal life has already started, but time somehow keeps me from seeing it.  Amen.
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