As I type this I am in 2009. When you read it you'll be in 2010. Lots of people I love and you love will never be in 2010. None of us will again be in 2009. Ever. None of us were in 1910. None of us will be in 2100 (how are they going to say that, by the way?).
My mother often used tiswas to describe when she or someone was in a state of confusion. As human beings on a night like this we hardly know whether we are in one year or the next. What we do know is that we are very limited indeed.
Which is why it's good that Father God, who was and is and is to come, has no such limitations . . .
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