Deja vous all over again. As I happened to be scrolling through the smart TV to find some interesting entertainment to fill my empty mind, I happened upon an old favorite of mine. It was the continuing soap opera I watched as a young mom, more than fifty years ago. It’s still on the tube! There are even some of the same characters I remember. Don’t these actors ever die? Oh yes, I remember, they do, but the return eventually as a new character or a ghost from the past. Anyway those days of raising a family, yet finding a half hour a day to tune into “Days of Our Lives,” was almost a necessary escape for me. I didn’t bother to tune in to the current version, because I was afraid they were still on the same storyline, but it did get me thinking about the sands of time and how quickly they pass.
An old hour glass collects dust on the mantle piece. Occasionally a curious child will decide to turn it over and watch the sand slowly sift from one area to another. Each grain takes its place in familiar surroundings, yet never knowing where it will end up. We start each day with those sands set in place. We plan for how the day will progress. We get interrupted along the way, with various nuisances or change of plans, but we continue to pour ourselves into the day – grain by grain – slowly yet effortlessly falling into place – only to be returned from where we came, and do it all over again the next day. We try to fill the spaces that were interfered with the day before. We go through the motions. We don’t always stop to think that we’re making any kind of profound impact on the world, yet each of our movements has been mapped out by God in advance. Our purpose is His. Our will gets in the way of that purpose many times. We think we can force our opinions on others. We believe we must do something to obtain our salvation. We try to manage the unmanageable ourselves. We go outside our boundaries and fall away from the path that was positioned for us before our conception.
Unlike the old soap opera, which depended on repeat viewers, there doesn’t have to be drama in every moment we live. Sometimes we can gain contentment just by enjoying a sunrise or sunset. We might take a few moments in quiet conversation with our Creator. We can plan our days, but almost always count on interruptions. The interruptions might be life changing, or simply going through the motions, but each of those moments is valuable. As we start a new week, we’re faced with all kinds of options. For many right now, the options aren’t great. We still face a pandemic. Our leadership and economy are in question. Crime is rising and getting closer and closer to home. Homelessness and addiction is up. Suicide is becoming much too commonplace. The next episode doesn’t look promising, if we continue to bury our heads in the sand. The ups and downs of living can quickly turn mundane and hopeless if we allow them to.
Today is a new beginning. Get rid of the baggage that’s clouding your thinking and your optimism. Look at this day as the start of a new adventure – a new opportunity – a blessing from God. As we go through each hour, remember that you have the King of Creation looking out for you. His love is unconditional – everlasting – perfect. He loves us beyond comprehension even though we don’t deserve it. With that thought in mind, every day can be a fresh start – a new story – an optimistic outlook – freedom and peace of mind, because He has numbered all the days of our lives.