On day four, you wrote a post about losing something. Today, write about finding something.
On day four I wrote about losing stuff including time. Today I want to focus a few thoughts on time. Time is the ocean and we are but a speck on it. Time so vast we think we will never want for more. But growing older, I realize that there is an end to this ocean. I’ve already planned my docking space.
Sometime I choose to pilot my craft on my own and I usually get in trouble: adrift from my mooring. There are huge pieces of time lost as I drifted out of the safe harbor of God’s love. Out on the stormy sea of life, the only thing to save me is the word.
The place where I find myself now, where I find mercy, is at the feet of Jesus.