The Ancient of Days

Ecclesiastes 12 is becoming more and meaningful.  I can feel its cold breath on my neck.  I have been in denial.  But the latest sign could not be denied.  It was simple and yet dramatic.  I got out of the car and was halfway to the supermarket when I heard a horn.   A friendly sounding man called out, “You might want to close your car door.”  As I twirled around I saw it.  There it was standing wide open.  I had opened it, gotten out and just walked away.

I am so thankful for Isaiah 49:15.  Isaiah assures us that God will never forget us.  We need that verse because in Daniel 7 He is called The Ancient of Days.  Apparently God handles His age better than we do.   Unlike some gray bearded old guy on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel He is eternally young.  Before there was anything He was.  Abell 1835 IR1916 is His creation and is over 13 billion light-years from us.  Our telescopes are time machines showing us not what is but what was. The name Ancient of Days doesn’t even begin to describe Him.  He always was, is and always will be and He will never forget us.

When times become difficult, and they will,  He remembers you.  When you’re feeling down, and you will,  He remembers you.  When you seem to be forgetting everything, and you will,  He remembers you.  He knows what you need and in His infinite wisdom He will give you what you need.  What I needed was someone to tell me to close my car door.  Maybe it was Him.

Written by Roger Bothwell on March 13, 2013

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