Time Flies

I simply can't believe how fast time flies. In fact, I've even become anxious about this fact of life. But is it that? Or do I have more control over this feeling that time is evading me; that I somehow almost float through each day and onto the next one?

Of course, there is so much to do. The realization hit me lately that I constantly have a list running through my head. This must be so that just in case I have a spare moment or canceled plan, I will know just what to do and I'll feel good about it (being productive and efficient)... Wow, that looks really bad when written down! What about rest for the mind? Guilt-free "doing nothing" time? Time to learn while reading a book, write a thank you note, or just process the day?

It's funny to me too that when I've shared this with others, they have felt the same way. And those who are older than I am tell me life only gets faster...(what!!?!!) It begs the question,
What are we really doing with the days we are given?
Don't get me wrong, there are numerous opportunities in my day to minister to someone I come across, whether it be my co-worker, friend, spouse, a stranger. There are those phone calls in perfect timing to pray for a friend, and walks around the lake in the summertime connecting with David that remind us of the beauty God made for us to enjoy. But there are also moments or seasons of monotonous labor, uninteresting conversations, and repetitive tasks...In all of this it seems that many of us miss the bigger picture of our lives. We get caught up in the details and to-do lists, and forget the reason we have and do life in the first place: to love Jesus and to love others.

There may be a constant battle in our lives over our time and how it is spent. We all long to live lives of purpose, to be remembered for something great, to have done life well. So do the puzzle pieces that are our days fit together to create this kind of bigger picture? This is a question I will ask myself more than once!

There must be a place of inner rest-a place of peace that nothing can touch; not the pace of life or our circumstances; not world hunger or a cloudy day.

I will count each day a gift. I will ask God to open my eyes. I will stop to "smell the roses". I will have words of thankfulness always on the tip of my tongue. I will spend time with my Father and find inner rest in His presence that goes with me each day!
Much Love,
Abby