Lord, what is man, that you take knowledge of him? Or the son of man that you are mindful of him? Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing SHADOW.
Bow down your heavens, O Lord, and come down. Touch the mountains and they shall smoke. Flash forth lightning and scatter them; Shoot your arrows and destroy them. Stretch out your hand from above; Rescue me and deliver me out of Great Waters, from the hand of the foreigners, Whose mouth speak lying words, And who’s right hand, is a right hand of falsehood
Have we ever thought about our lives being like a BREATH?… God’s Eternal perspective is amazing, or have we thought of Our Lives as a PASSING SHADOW?… I think God’s perspective has to do with the fact that he’s outside of time and space; and sees everyone that has ever lived or will live, and it might appear to him as a scroll… in other words we are like a blade of grass, that appears and disappears… we don’t have much time, we have to get it right…Frank.