In her book The Quarry, Mildred Walker wrote this: A kind of wonder fills us at the way things turn out. Such a little part of your life you spend making decisions and doing things, and the rest of your life you spend remembering the first part.
I am no longer a young woman. My children are adults and I have four beautiful grandchildren. I do some part-time writing. I read books and I grow geraniums in the spring and summer. I spend time with my husband of 45 years.
And I spend much of my time remembering.
David wrote in Psalm 16:6 the words of today’s verse. Another version translates it this way: The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance.
We know David had neither a perfect nor a trouble-free existence. For years he ran for his life from jealous King Saul. His immoral relationship with Bathsheba, another man’s wife, brought tragedies on his family. One of his sons killed his half-brother and even tried to weasel the throne away from his father. David was not the perfect parent.
Yet Acts 13:22 tells us God’s opinion of his servant David: I have found David the son of Jesse, a man after mine own heart, which shall fulfill all my will. I am thankful God remembers that we (David, you and I) are dust, and He loves us anyway.