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Saturday, July 5, 2014
Scripture Reading: Psalm 90:1–10
Lord, you have been our dwelling place
in all generations.
Before the mountains were brought forth,
or ever you had formed the earth and the world,
from everlasting to everlasting you are God.
You turn us back to dust,
and say, “Turn back, you mortals.”
For a thousand years in your sight
are like yesterday when it is past,
or like a watch in the night.
You sweep them away; they are like a dream,
like grass that is renewed in the morning;
in the morning it flourishes and is renewed;
in the evening it fades and withers.
For we are consumed by your anger;
by your wrath we are overwhelmed.
You have set our iniquities before you,
our secret sins in the light of your countenance.
For all our days pass away under your wrath;
our years come to an end like a sigh.
The days of our life are seventy years,
or perhaps eighty, if we are strong;
even then their span is only toil and trouble;
they are soon gone, and we fly away. (NRSV)
Living on the lake now, I’ve become a renewed fan of the glorious sunrise. I’ve watched a few sunrises in my years, but there has been a pathetic lapse until recently. I feel so blessed to again be able to see this outstanding phenomenon, so beautifully staged over the water, from the comfort of my living room each and every day. How amazing!
Every single day, without fail, our universe resets itself. We all continue on a larger path, and each year, again without fail, we also have a re-creation. I have come to love this cyclical, universal pattern—a new beginning every day, every year. Another chance to begin again or fix something that didn’t work yesterday; a new goal for the year, perhaps. Every day and every year, the Lord provides each of us with a chance to become something more, to rejuvenate our lives once again.
On the largest individual scale of this never-ending pattern, we are here and then we pass. Some get to see only one sunrise and some are lucky enough to hopefully recognize the astonishing and unexplainable beauty in tens of thousands of them. And then swept away to return to the earth, as Walt Whitman so eloquently states in Leaves of Grass:
We are Nature—long have we been absent, but now we return;
We become plants, leaves, foliage, roots, bark.
A never-ending cycle, even after the sunrise is no longer visible but amazingly still feeds us in God’s love.
Lord, thank you for the opportunity that you have given us all to live more fully in your ways each day and each year. I pray you’ll inspire me to continue my exploration of the life you gave me, and when I watch my final sunset, I know you will be there to comfort and usher me into your next brilliant miracle. Amen.
Written by Ryan Loeckel, Coordinator for Worship, Music, and Adult Education
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