(Written for the Northwood Women's Mentoring Program in December) Psalms 12:6 “The words of the Lord are pure words; as silver tried in a furnace on the earth refined seven times.” I read Psalms 12:6 this evening, hoping to draw close to the Lord. Since the cold month of December began, my life has been filled with busyness, change and movement. My once cherished, silent, peaceful times with the Lord have begun to fade like a far off memory and mundane duty and routine have taken it’s place. As I sit quietly this evening, begging the Lord to draw me near, I opened to Psalms 12:6. This verse jogged another verse I read recently in Malachi 3:3 about the Lord sitting as a refiner and purifier of silver. Sometimes the Lord allows me to glean valuable messages through repetitious verses. So here I sit, fingers typing away meditating on purity and refinement - - the precious words of my Father. Anticipation grows as the jumbled thoughts slowly come together - the painter begins to draw ...
In this world, a second is a second. Time paces forward with exquisite regularity, at precisely the same velocity in every corner of space. Time is an infinite ruler. Time is absolute. -- Einstein's Dreams