Through the lens of Man
Moses' song — and a Moses psalm to read with it
Psalm 90 holds the deepest tension a man can hold. The Father is eternal. We are grass.
Most men I know struggle with one of two errors. Either they live as if they are more permanent than they are — building empires, accumulating, projecting their importance forward as if death were not coming. Or they live as if they are less — disposable, irrelevant, their lives a brief flicker that doesn’t matter.
Psalm 90 holds both at once. We are grass. And the eternal Father has loved the grass enough to attend to it. Our lives are short. Our lives also matter to the One who is not short.
This dignifies a man’s daily work without inflating his ego. Number your days. Establish the work. Trust the Father with the rest.
One small thing today: in one ordinary task today, hold the tension. I am grass. The eternal Father is establishing this. Both at once.