All is Transitory

Reading:  Isaiah 38, 39, 40
My Verse:  40: 6,8  "A voice says, Cry [prophecy]!  And I said,  What shall I cry?  [The voice]answered.  Proclaim.]  all flesh is as frail as grass, and all that makes it attractive is transitory, like the flower of the field.

The grass withers, the flower fades, but the Word of our God will stand forever."

I am overwhelmed by Isaiah here.  Our Lord poured out so much truth and wisdom through him.  I look around me at all the intracacies of the world.  An eagle just flew across my view of the sky.  Snow has dusted the tall dark spruce trees.  Soft, deep red petals fall from the roses sitting on the dining room table.  My hand writes this.  God, you were not sparing in Your creation - a creation that is temporary.

I think of those that make the beautiful, intricately designed and colored sand paintings.

Lord, what am I to take away from this?  I have written in the top margin of my Bible in 1Peter 1 & 2.  "LIVE EXCELLENT LIVES!" 

Dear, Lord, help me today to relish the details of my world - to see your hand in the complex intricacies of life around me and to appreciate those details.  To somehow let each person I come into contact with know that they are an important part of Your creation. Perhaps with a smile or a word to acknowlege their existence, to somehow impart Your importance into those lives I touch.

For while while our lives here are transitory, eternity is coming.  Thank you, Lord, for this reminder.

Ditat Deus - God Enriches!  He truly does.