And You Thought You Had it Bad
Did you ever have one of those days when everything seems to go against you? Maybe you have misplaced something important (or trivial). You spill coffee all over the counter as you pour yourself a cup. Next, you trip as you carry your plate across the kitchen. The plate shatters into a myriad of small pieces. Your dog investigates to see if there are any food items he can devour. You keep your cool and decide to have a quick bowl of cereal. You open the refrigerator and realize your teenage son has drunk the last quart of milk in a late-night snack.
Well, you decide there is time to grab some breakfast at a fast food outlet on the way to work. You finish getting dressed and hop in your car. Then, nothing—the battery is completely dead. And, you had just changed it only a few months ago. So, you call in to your office and report you will be in late. But, no problem, you have several projects you can finish at home on your laptop.
Oh no! Something is wrong with the program you have been using for several months. Several important video files will only partially open as you try to transfer them. Just a few days earlier, they were working fine. Today, there seems to be one glitch after another preventing you from getting any work done. You call the tech support people. However, before you know it, it is already time for lunch. It has not been a good day for you!
The cumulative impact of such annoyances can try the patience of anyone. We know that in the grand scheme of things, “bad” days like these are trivial compared to those who are facing life and death situations or catastrophic losses in storms and natural disasters or even in war. Many are hungry and homeless. Some have lost hope.
Psalm 90 reminds us that our eternal God is in control and that God has been our dwelling place throughout all generations. Isaac Watts reminds us in his beautiful paraphrase of our ultimate hope and ideal perspective.
Isaac Watts' Paraphrase
Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all our years away;
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
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