Driving south on Thanksgiving Day, we passed a horrible accident on I-5 northbound. A helicopter was stopped on the road, and camera crews were filming. Kay saw covered bodies. Quite a few people were out of their stopped cars. Further down, traffic was being diverted to the exit.
But further still, we passed cars driving at normal speeds. They had no idea what they were heading into, but we knew because we had seen what lay ahead for them, behind for us. It was like traveling backwards through time. Kay pointed this out, and I wondered, is this what time is like for God?
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Tozer once wrote that for God, being sovereign, time does not pass. It only remains. He surveys it all, the beginning to the end. And is effortlessly active in each moment from age to age. Blessed be His Name!
It’s nice to know that someone I believe in sees all this — and even BETTER to know He can do something about it for my sake!
i’ve often thought the same thing passing traffic that’s has no idea what they’re approaching. pretty crazy feeling.