Daily D – Psalm 104:19
You made the moon to mark the seasons, and the sun knows when to set.
PSALM 104:19 (CSB)
Many moons ago, the sun set on a dastardly day.
Evil took aim and hit its mark again, again, again.
Thousands of cries suddenly silenced. Forever lost. Forever gone.
Twenty years on, weeping continues on schedule.
Some wounds never heal.
Decades pass. Memories linger. Grief returns.
Between the naïveté of September 10 and the resolution of September 12 remains the horror of September 11.
The moon marks the seasons. The sun sets day by day. Here we are.
Let us remember.
Let us grieve.
Let us pray.
Let us work for a new season, a new day, an enduring peace.
I will remember and I will join our Father in heaven in building a better world.
Our Father, the gift of memory reminds us of important events that shape us and reshape our world. The gift of hope teaches us that this world can experience better outcomes. The gift of grace places in our possession healing balm and building blocks. This world needs your touch again. Reach through us to provide restoration and renewal. May this be the season when the sun sets in the triumph of your love which seeks the highest good for all people everywhere. Amen.
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6 Then the LORD spoke to Job out of the storm:
7 “Brace yourself like a man;
I will question you,
and you shall answer me.
8 “Would you discredit my justice?
Would you condemn me to justify yourself?
9 Do you have an arm like God’s,
and can your voice thunder like his?
10 Then adorn yourself with glory and splendor,
and clothe yourself in honor and majesty.
11 Unleash the fury of your wrath,
look at all who are proud and bring them low,
12 look at all who are proud and humble them,
crush the wicked where they stand.
13 Bury them all in the dust together;
shroud their faces in the grave.
14 Then I myself will admit to you
that your own right hand can save you
The New International Version (Grand Rapids, MI: Zondervan, 2011), Job 40:6–14.
Job 29:21-25 21 “People listened to me expectantly,
waiting in silence for my counsel.
22 After I had spoken, they spoke no more;
my words fell gently on their ears.
23 They waited for me as for showers
and drank in my words as the spring rain.
24 When I smiled at them, they scarcely believed it;
the light of my face was precious to them.
25 I chose the way for them and sat as their chief;
I dwelt as a king among his troops;
I was like one who comforts mourners.