We interrupt your regularly scheduled tryptophan haze to bring you this important head-scratcher:
What do grass, a Seattle Seahawks championship, and the mercies of God all have in common?
Nothing, thank God.
The first passes away on its own (Matthew 6:30). The second is dependent on human effort.
But the third “never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.” (Lamentations 3:22-23)
Of course, I rarely ever live as if that were true.