Like a Day in God's Sight

A thousand years in your sight are like a day that has just gone by, or like a watch in the night. — Psalm 90:4

A thousand years in God's eyes are like a day that has flown by.

He is not tied to time or space.

Rather, He is omniscient and omnipresent.

With me all the time.

Going before me like a watch in the night.

Guiding me on the path of life. 

Festival of the Passover

Every year Jesus’ parents went to Jerusalem for the Festival of the Passover. When he was twelve years old, they went up to the festival, according to the custom. — Luke 2:41-42

Each year Jesus and His family celebrated Passover.

Their tradition was to go to Jerusalem annually for the celebration.

When Jesus was twelve, they went up to Jerusalem, just as they had done for years.

Our family has traditions, too.

We worship together weekly.

And on Christmas Eve, we have potato soup.

Usually we go to the Christmas eve worship service together and have soup afterward.

Kirk's mom, Rita, started the tradition.

His Dad, Gary, continued it after she died.

And we continued it again this year with a smaller group of people, due to covid.

After the soup, we watched the service together on LiveStream.

A fitting way to bring in the Christmas season.

A Beautiful New Day

And God said, “Let there be lights in the vault of the sky to separate the day from the night, and let them serve as signs to mark sacred times, and days and years. — Genesis 1:14

Today is another beautiful day.

The sun is shining and the birds are singing their hearts out.

A couple of monarch butterflies just flew by our window, circling our yard.

God has given us the sun and moon, day and night.

I thank Him every day for letting me live in such a beautiful place.

On Friday I'll have a zoom appointment with a lymphedema therapist to help me massage the areas of my arm and chest that are still affected with edema and a bit swollen.

I got carried away with my weed pulling, taking out some ice plant on our bank and overdid the pulling with my left arm.

I completely forgot to wear the compression sleeve that I had been wearing to the YMCA for my workouts.

Fortunately, it's gone down a lot and is no longer uncomfortable.

So I've stopped jumping rope for now - walking 2-3 miles around the neighborhood instead.

God is great and has blessed me.

I am grateful.