The days seem long but the years are quickly passing. As I typed that, I recalled saying something similar in the early years of motherhood: the days are long and the weeks fly by.
I never thought about the swift passage of time in terms my own mortality but in terms of our children growing taller, learning new things—getting older. Now I think of them as young —in their 20’s, 30’s and 40’s— so much life ahead while our years are swiftly slipping away.
Early on, older women would tell me to enjoy the children while they’re young, it’ll go so fast; or, these are the good old days. I remember nodding and smiling in agreement (I had no idea!). Some fifteen or twenty years ago I began to tell weary mothers they’d one day cry for those days. I meant it then. And I really mean it now. The years went by so quickly; our eleven children are all grown now… so are a couple of our grandchildren.
In the ten year trap of depression I’ve done more looking back than looking ahead — the regrets of former days, the regrets of what was and wasn’t done, what was and wasn’t said encircled me in an abyss of defeat. The cycle repeated daily like a broken record skipping and repeating. It still could if I weren’t vigilant——and for that reason, among others, I resolve to stay vigilant.
The Word says the Lord’s mercies are new every morning. And, for me, God’s proven that to be so.
“As thy days, so shall thy strength be…
The eternal God is thy refuge
and underneath are the everlasting arms…”
—Deuteronomy 33.25, 27
Strength today and bright hope for tomorrow,
great is His faithfulness.
And great His faithfulness has been! His faithfulness is great. Great. On the bright days (and there have been many!) and on the dark days (and there have been many!). Learning to take every thought captive, to be vigilant to watch for that roaring lion lurking about seeking to destroy, to be patient in the process has borne rich fruit. Interestingly, as I write this we’re in a testing of faith, a stretching of faith, a s-t-r-e-n-g-t-h-e-n-i-n-g of faith! Truly, we are learning to “count it all joy!” And surely, there’s nothing like a trial or a test to fortify and/or verify one’s faith.
Whatever’s happening round about you or me, one thing I know: God is only good all the time.
Over the last decade of deep valleys and bright mountaintops the constant is the Word of God. Truth always wins. Truth always defeats the foe. Truth always sets free. Prayer is peace. The Word of God is life.
“Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true,
whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just,
whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely,
whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue,
and if there be any praise, think on these things.”
“Have not I commanded thee? Be strong and of a good courage;
be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed:
for the LORD thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest.”