I am convinced the pace of time varies. When you're a kid, time loiters, d o u b l e - s p a c i n g its sorely-anticipated events. When you're older, time compresses and combusts, propelling you forward with a speed that accelerates till death.
Nothing underscores the passing of years like the growth of children.
Yesterday I re-papered the drawers of a bureau my son and his fiancee will use during their visit. This is the same bureau that, decades earlier, I prepared just hours before Alex's birth. The moment left me feeling wistful. I looked back on the years, thanking God for the men both my sons have become, yet musing how I might have done more for them.
Similar thoughts strike me about my relationship with Jesus Christ. Am I doing all I can for my Lord and Saviour? How am I preparing to meet God?
Among others, the old hymn I Gave My Life for Thee always moves me to tears because it reminds me of how little I am doing in appreciation for the Son of God who sacrificed everything for me.
The Bible in Colossians 4 and Ephesians 5 talks about "redeeming the time". One definition of redeem is "to restore the honor and worth of". I can't buy back my lost years--change the quantity of the time I have left. But I am encouraged by the Word of God to change the quality of it, today, by walking in wisdom and love toward others, by doing His will with all my heart.
THE SOUL is shaped by words, images, & experiences.
THIS BLOG is about those things that have left their impression on me. I'd love for you to comment on what affects you.
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THIS BLOG is about those things that have left their impression on me. I'd love for you to comment on what affects you.
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Thank you Lydia! I always need to hear this. :) Thanks for being my "iron sharpening iron" today.
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