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Teach us to count our days…

February 29, 2008

…from everlasting to everlasting you are God.  You turn us back to dust, and say, “Turn back, you mortals.”  For a thousand years in your sight are like yesterday when it is past, or like a watch in the night.  You sweep them away; they are like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning; in the morning it flourishes and is renewed; in the evening it fades and withers. 

So teach us to count our days that we may gain a wise heart.

selected verses from Psalm 90

216790ijcz_bartholomew_f16_180.jpgI was saddened to hear of the untimely death of Tim Bartholomew.  He was 50 years old and from all appearances in excellent health.  I taught his boys at Ephrata. 

On the few occasions I had a chance to interact with Tim, I always came away impressed.  The story in the Lancaster Intel confirmed what I sensed whenever I was around him.  He was committed to family.  He cared about kids.  He had a good way of relating to and reading people. 

He was a PIAA basketball referee.  He worked games in the L-L league.  He also did a couple faculty-student basketball games at Ephrata.  His on court demeanor was so good.  His ability to difuse tense situations in the heat of competition was a tribute to his groundedness.  He was able to keep athletics in perspective because of a bigger picture of life rooted in faith and family. 

In small ways he uncovered the gift hidden in the ordinary moments.  The knowing smile…letting a baby in the crowd hold the ball during a timeout…coordinating officials for community leagues…

Teach us to count our days…

So how do we count our days.  One at a time, with an eye on the eternal now.  In the eternal now, we offer our gifts in ordinary ways.  We see our daily activities as holy movements.  We coach a team, we ref a game, we run a business, we give ourselves to family, to others, to love, to service.  

In the sacred ordinary moments of our days…in the task at hand…in the person next to us we discovery the mystery of God with us.  In the pain of loss and the joy of companionship we live and move and have our being. 


2 Comments leave one →
  1. pistolpete permalink
    February 29, 2008 6:07 pm

    Nice tribute to a special man.

  2. beinganddoing permalink
    March 1, 2008 12:29 pm

    The Lord grant to him that he may find mercy from the Lord in that day.
    1 Timothy 1:18

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