It's that time of year, when school supplies overflow into our hallway and good intentions fill my mind.
I just got a timeline put up on the wall since this youngest is starting history this year. She's eager to delve into Egyptian history. She's already been sneak reading chapters of Cleopatra's biography. Egyptian history will start at the beginning of the timeline and over about a third of its distance.
When I look at how much of the timeline my own life takes up, it's less than a couple of inches. My daughter's life so far could be measured in millimeters.
We're so blind to history, we who think of ourselves as the center of time and importance.
"All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of the Lord stands forever."
I Peter 1:24-25
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