Strong bookends

I like my days to be neat. I like to know what conversations and encounters mean. I like to crawl in bed early, not have my mind racing about things big or small, and fall right to sleep. Done. Check! But I’ve had quite a few consecutive days of something other than this. Nights have been late. Schedules have been hectic. Emotions have been high. And meaning has been gray. Because of this, I’ve written something every day since my last post, but I’ve posted nothing since my last post. I decided not to subject you to the fuzziness.

I was organizing my desk area yesterday and came across the notebook I used for my last class—one in which we studied the book of Revelation. I just skimmed my notes (wondering where that blue pen that I was using then went to) and Revelation 21:6 jumped out at me, God saying:

“I am the Alpha and the Omega—the Beginning and the End.”

No fuzziness there! Beginning. End. I love the sharpness and clarity of this statement—the bookendishness of it. And I like applying it to my days—God in the beginning and the end. Late at night, it’s OK if things of this world are confusing and hard and seeping all over the place (they always will be) because we have some serious bookends holding us together. God is stronger than all the stuff in the middle.

The end.