TIME…. it’s the one commodity that evens the playing field. We all have the same 24 hours in a day/7 days a week/365 days a year (with an occasional Leap Day thrown in for good measure). No one has more… no one has less.
You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.~Psalm 139:16
Lately, I’ve been thinking of the value of time and how I spend it. God has ordained my days. I don’t have the option of adding time at the end or redoing the days that are gone. Instead, I have today and I get to choose how to live it.
Yesterday, I sat here with a very grateful heart. My dad had procedure and I had the time to be with him and my mom. For many years, I took that time for granted. It wasn’t until a time that I couldn’t be there that I understood how precious my time really is.
The day before yesterday, I watched these two work through sixth grade math grateful for the patience the older one has with her sister. Almost fourteen years of homeschool in this house and so many minutes of it taken for granted. Once again, it wasn’t until I wasn’t here that I realized how precious this time with my girls is.
I want to live whatever time I have well. I think the only way I can do that is to understand the true value of the time I have been given and to give it first to the One who created me and then to the ones who love me most.