Like yours, Facebook lit up for me like a Christmas tree on the 24th. “Happy Birthday” flooded my timeline and I indulged in the well-wishes of family, close and distant friends and the casual acquaintance who happens to know someone who knows someone who knows me.
It is good, I think, to ponder our days and years, each one of which is a gift from God. Psalm 139:16 says that while I was an unformed substance, he looked into my timeline and formed each and everyone of my days. Literally, God placed each day as on a potters wheel and formed a vessel into which He and I both pour. Some things he wants me to do. Other things, I choose to do myself.
That’s the beauty of living. To weave in and out of one’s moments. To discover His surprising goodness. To experience the joys of my consequence. And to know that among the Facebook eulogies is one that will say, “Well done” by my God who forms my days.
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