From Time to Time

Sometimes, i think of the series of moments that have brought me thusfar, and the God who orchestrates them.
Who is to say which moments are more meaningful, more special, more holy?
Lessons are learned,
and particular events resonate more clearly with my memory.
Yet who can account for the effects of the mundane? or of the forgotten?


Kristin and I count our blessings,
We have seen the Great King's city, desperate for its Resurrection.
We have learned the true meaning of Sabbath, and or Rest in the LORD.


We have been to the center of the world.

We have touched stones remaining unmoved after 2000 years.

 

We've explored David's personal getaway, Ein Gedi

All in all, through and through, we are blessed.

Recently our time has been divided between shopping, sightseeing, and preparing the semester video, only recently finished.

We have spent our last week in reflection, as a couple going through the Pslams of Degrees, or Ascents, which were sung during pilgrimages to Jerusalem.
We thought it fitting to read through them now, as to appreciate what we have seen, where we have walked.

We have come to God's throneroom, and have offered our selfishness. God has traded it for joy.