“Lord, you have been our dwelling place in all generations.” Psalm 90 has always been one of my favorites. Moses was onto something when he recorded this magnificent poem. Since God always is (that is, the God of the present tense), it’s nice to know that He allowed for us to be included within the context and content of His alwayness. Within a week’s period of time, the Lord allowed me to see through a brief peephole of time how this generational thing works sometimes. I spent several days with our grandkids. As we laughed and tickled and played and ate ice cream and tickled some more, one of my grandsons became something special to me. He is now my buddy! While working on my laptop one day, little Mr. Almost-three-years-old crawled up on my lap and demanded equal opportunity time with my computer. It didn’t take his little mind too long to figure out how that mouse thing-a-ma-jig worked. Pretty soon I heard, “I do it, I do it.” And woe be to this granddad if he didn’t let “I do it…do it!” Well after a while we were all over the computer, internet and other assorted www sites. He’d pick ‘em and I click ‘em. Then it was, he picked ‘em and he clicked ‘em. And so the time went. We both enjoyed his new found computer thing-a-ma-jig experience together. But, within a week of days of that joyful experience, Reece’s great-grandmother went to be with the Lord. Now Reece didn’t really know his great-grandmother, but his older brother remembered the lady who sent stickers to them…the sticker lady. After enduring two particularly confusing days for her, the culmination of a period of significant physical deterioration of her time on this earth, almost in mid-sentence, the Lord said, “Doris, it’s time to come home.” And, the sticker-lady absented herself from this earth and into His presence immediately. Now both ends of this family have ever been in the midst of God’s care. For everyone there is that common grace of God. In this case however, the same God who was there to greet Mother Roncace some 86 years ago at her birth was there to say “Welcome to my presence” when she exited this earth. He is also the same God who greeted her almost three year old great-grandson when he was born. And by the grace of God, someday, will also be there to welcome him home so he can spend the rest of the generations of his time with the Lord…and the sticker lady. “Lord, [you really have been] our dwelling place in all generations.”