Day 254 Psalms 90: 9-10

Thank God it’s Friday! I love the feeling of the- weekend-is-coming. The weekdays are there to experience the hidden joys of work and the weekends to find time for the hidden rest we can have. On Wednesday I went to the Watchmen prayer group and was taken by Psalms 90:9-10, which was slowly read in the old chapel. ‘9All our days pass away under your wrath; we finish our years with a moan. 10 Our days may come to seventy years, or eighty, if our strength endures; yet the best of them are but trouble and sorrow, for they quickly pass, and we fly away.’ This passage has been on my mind since Wednesday. I keep thinking about the years of moaning, trouble and sorrow and concluding I wish I had known God earlier to find refuge in Him during those years. And I am grateful for Him for every single day of my life now.