Monday, September 2, 2019

The First Day



Another month is under our belts as we begin a new one. They seem to be going by quicker than I can keep up with. If only time would slow down just a tad so that I can catch up. Then again, more time would not make a difference. No matter how much time I do have, it will probably never feel like enough.



Genesis 1:3-5> Then God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light. And God saw that the light was good. Then He separated the light from the darkness. God called the light “day” and the darkness “night”. And evening passed and morning came, marking the first day. (NLT)



Time has always felt like an issue for me. I either don’t have enough, have too much, or it is just right. I have to be honest; rarely do I feel like it is just right. It is not often that I feel like I have too much, either. Well, according to the verses above, it is just right. After all, God did create it. It is certainly not His fault if I try to cram too much in a day. I cannot blame time for that.



When our gracious God created day, He knew it was enough. He knew what we would need, no matter the season. Night would end and day would come just like planned. It is hard to keep in mind that all of those years ago He knew today would come. He knew that we would overfill our days or perhaps not put enough in them. He knew all of that from the beginning.



Trusting God’s creation of time in a day had never crossed my mind. At least, not the way explained in the first few verses of the book of Genesis. He knew exactly how much day light I was going to need. I do tend to forget that even when it comes to time, God is still all knowing. His ways are perfect. His creation is perfect.



Darkness had always been there, the light had not. So, He created just what we would need.  



In awe of Him,

Vonda