This is the day the Lord has made

It is certainly a cliche to say that every day is a gift from God. And certainly, not every day feels like it is a gift from God. I spent two and a half hours on the bus today, trying to complete a trip that is supposed to take forty five minutes.

But as I waited at one stop for over an hour, I got to watch the afterglow turn pink and then a deep vermillion - the same colours the sun turned as I watched the afterglow the night I turned forty. So why should this day not be special? Spending an hour of it at a bus stop was not my plan, but my plans are just plans. I often wish I were in complete control of the universe and especially the way my day unfolds. But life would have no meaning if the unanticipated never happened, and I am not even sure that a day without random happenings would even qualify as life.

I don't know about you, but I learn more from exploring the unplanned detours of my life then I do preparing for things that seldom go as planned anyway.


All wisdom is from the Lord,
and with him it remains for ever.
The sand of the sea, the drops of rain,
and the days of eternity—who can count them?
The height of heaven, the breadth of the earth,
the abyss, and wisdom—who can search them out? (Sirach 1:1-3)