I’m always amazed at how quickly the sand slides through the hour glass. It seems like just yesterday school was winding down, I was looking forward to the trip to Costa Rica, and the kids were off to be counselors at camp. Here it is, the last week of (unofficial) summer. School starts next week. It is not staying light as long in the evenings, and there is a slight chill in the air. Autumn is only a few weeks away.
Time…I think I have all the time in the world. Don’t most of us feel that way? I complain this day is boring, or that day is too busy, I rearrange a schedule, or squeeze one more thing in, and still time marches on. A minute is always sixty seconds, there are always twenty-four hours in a day. The tick tock of time remains calm and even, no matter what is going on with me at the moment.
Sweet, precious moments, and me holding the sand as it slides through my fingers.
The best gift one can receive is the gift of appreciating. The gift of realizing.
The gift of not taking anything for granted.
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens. Ecclesiastes 3:1 NIV
It Just Dawned On Me 