For they are like a breath of air, their days are like a passing shadow.
Psalm 144:3-4
my life is lost in self...
moments [both beautiful and devastating] blend together...become this life. so temporary and yet so constant as to seem eternal. it surrounds me...looming and ominous...i'm consumed in living it...
i join with the rest of us in 'who-ville' [that tiniest of specks on this tiniest of flowers we call earth] going about our day.thinking ourselves large. forgetting how insignificant we are in comparison...
how limited our thoughts.understanding.
we are frail.volatile.flawed beings whose years pass in a breath [like the shadow as the cloud passes over] and they are gone.
truly the enormity and infinite nature of the One who placed us here could dwarf us into the inconsequential...
yes. all could seem meaningless...were it not for one truth...
He.cares.
God Almighty does take notice...He desires to dwell with us [dwell in us] here. He inserts His infinite into our limits...
we want our few days fleshed out in bodies of dust to mean something...become anything more than what they are. we join our voices.shouting 'we are here! we are here! we are here!'.
..and He hears. He hears...and turns His face...
these momentary breaths and tiny movements, they matter to Him. we let go of trying.place them [our insignificant offerings] into His hands. like a droplet into a pool of water the ripples begin to reach out.extending far beyond what we see.impacting far more than we could possibly know.and so existing long after they are gone.
we close our eyes for perspective.we shut our ears and listen with our souls.
the truth. He is God. He is involved. one day we will know the vastness of what He has created...
from fleeting breaths and passing shadows.
