Today was busy and long. I forgot to change the alarm setting from 5:30 am to a bit later hour so due to our force of habit and the alarm we got up and got going early. But I did get coffee in bed. I was supposed to be taking a day off. Frankly it is easier to go to work but I am so glad I did take the day off. Otherwise I would probably be back to my anxious state of last night.
Today was better in spite of all I had to do. Even the housecleaning went well. I got most of my errands done and was able to get all the food purchases taken care of.
Tomorrow will be spent getting decorations, setting them up, cutting all the cold cuts, etc, etc. Everything needs to be ready by tomorrow night. We will have a lot to do I suspect.
We will end tomorrow with wedding rehersal and then supper. By then we should be able to relax and enjoy ourselves. I hope that Saturday will be just a great and wonderful day that we can all enjoy.
I doubt much blogging will get done but we will get our kids started on their married life. And that will be a joy for all of us.
I think God has to have a sense of humor or maybe it is just good timing.. This psalm was my reading for this morning. ” I will curb my tongue…” Good words for me!
For Jeduthun, the choir director: A psalm of David.
I said to myself, “I will watch what I do
and not sin in what I say.
I will curb my tongue
when the ungodly are around me.”
But as I stood there in silence–
not even speaking of good things–
the turmoil within me grew to the bursting point.
My thoughts grew hot within me
and began to burn,
igniting a fire of words:
“LORD, remind me how brief my time on earth will be.
Remind me that my days are numbered,
and that my life is fleeing away.
My life is no longer than the width of my hand.
An entire lifetime is just a moment to you;
human existence is but a breath.”
We are merely moving shadows,
and all our busy rushing ends in nothing.
We heap up wealth for someone else to spend.
And so, Lord, where do I put my hope?
My only hope is in you.
Rescue me from my rebellion,
for even fools mock me when I rebel.
I am silent before you; I won’t say a word.
For my punishment is from you.
Please, don’t punish me anymore!
I am exhausted by the blows from your hand.
When you discipline people for their sins,
their lives can be crushed like the life of a moth.
Human existence is as frail as breath.
Hear my prayer, O LORD!
Listen to my cries for help!
Don’t ignore my tears.
For I am your guest–
a traveler passing through,
as my ancestors were before me.
Spare me so I can smile again
before I am gone and exist no more.