Time is a strange thing to me. It’s as illusive as tomorrow and as intangible as yesterday. It can’t be banked or borrowed. We use the phrase “time stood still” to describe some moment in our lives. A measure of time that was so important that we would like to freeze it so our minds can absorb it. However, time never stands still. There is a line in an old song that says” if I could save time in a bottle“…. The writer then goes on to tell what he would do with the time he captured. Older folks always say that the older you get the faster time goes by. I’m finding that to be more true each year.
We are the most aware of time when we are in a hurry or when we are reflecting on it. It’s measured in seconds, minutes, hours, days ,weeks, months, years, decades, centuries, and millennia.
The past can determine our present and our present can determine our future. We can’t relive our past and nor can we project ourselves into the future. So how do we make the most of our days? We live in the present. Oh, I know we do this without even thinking about it! Maybe that’s the issue. We don’t think too much about the time that is today. Are you regretting the past? Fearing the future? The present is filled with moments. We only have this moment to live out. Do we put this moment on hold hoping for something better or do we savor this moment and the next and the next?
My friend was on a trip with her young son and was trying to get an eight year old to appreciate all the memories she was trying to make with him. I gathered he wasn’t too impressed with all the plans she had made, videos she had taken of him, and sunrises she had eagerly wanted to share with him. He just wanted to enjoy the trip. As she shared with me her frustration at his indifference, I told her maybe she should not be so consumed with making memories that she missed the moments!
Moments are fleeting, but they are precious, because that’s all we have. Not yesterday or tomorrow. Just now. It’s hard to fully appreciate every moment, they go by so fast. But, couldn’t we slow down enough to let at least some moments catch up with us? I wonder what would happen. Maybe we would actually be present in our own lives. We could enjoy our “now”. Many of us work so hard at investing in our futures that our now is bankrupt. Whatever your moments hold for you today, be grateful and give thanks for each one. It’s all you have.
Very well said. I am learning to live in the “now” by visiting the past but not living there and by looking forward without running ahead. Grateful for today even with its little struggles.Thank you for the encouraging word.
Good word, Mrs. Debbie! Love the advice about not getting so caught up trying to make memories that you miss the present. That is most definitely Tweet worthy!
Thank you Debbie,
For Easter my sister gave me a Daily Devotional. Jesus Calling (Enjoying Peace in His Presence.)
As I was reading your post, my mind came back to one I had read on March 18th. Trust Me One Day At A Time. This keeps you close to Me, responsive to my will. Trust is not a natural response, especially for those who have been deeply wounded. My Spirit within you is your resident Tutor, helping you in the supernatural endeaver.Yield to His gentle touch; be sensitive to His prompting. Exert your will to trust Me in all circumstances. Don’t let your need to understand distract you from My Presence. I will equip you to get you through this day victoriously, as you live in deep dependence on Me. Tomorrow is busy worring about itself; don’t get tangled up in it’s worry-webs. Trust Me one day at a time. Thank you for your post on “Time” I believe i think in all of those ways at one time or another. I would like to thank all of the Talley’s & (Alvey’s) for your ministry. Praying for each of you.
In Him,
Lisa Fentress
Hey ya’ll asking for prayers I have to have surgury on mon I rehurt my left knee and I have to have surgury again!
love ya’ll
Louise
Our friendship with the Talleys goes back to when Deb sang with the SONG MASTERS, and Roger was pounding the keys for THE HOPPER BROTHERS AND CONNIE (1975). Kirk was still in school and sang and played the guitar summers for the Hopps. Because of poor health we can no longer travel to the concerts, but that does not diminish our thinking and praying for you ALL. God bless you and, Deb, you keep your guys straight!
Love,
Gertie and Dave Kuhl
West Liberty, Ohio
(formerly from Terre Hill, PA (next to Shady Maple)