The measure of a life,
after all,
is not its duration,
but its donation.
Corrie Ten Boom
(everything is so early this year—blooming cherry trees and the visiting honey bees/
Julie Cook / 2017)
We are a measuring people…
we just seem to love to measure…
It’s as if we’ve been measuring ever since the dawn of Creation.
We measure everything….
space,
time,
distance,
amounts,
gains,
averages,
percentages,
odds,
growth…
Just as we measure…
decline,
decrease,
failure,
depletion,
shrinkage,
loss,
and demise…
We measure both life and death…as well as the distance separating the two.
This whole concept of numbers, benchmarks, averages and time seems to be of the
utmost importance to us.
Measuring allows us the satisfaction of knowing if we’ve actually been successful,
having accomplished a certain task, goal or desire.
It also gives us some sense, some idea, as to how far we still need to go…
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What I wrote: “Great post. I found the more we “measure” Christ to see how immeasurable He has been towards us keeps us from being preoccupied or even enslaved to measuring others critically…”
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