TIME (to ramble again)

I was just thinking... every day one single year takes up less and less percentage of my life. This has resulted in my recognizing that when I was a kid a year was a long long long time. Now, a year is pretty long, but not unbearable at all.

It's true, isn't it, that the older a person gets the more a minute's measurement of time will resemble a second, as will the hour's measurement of time resemble a minute? Imagine the consequences!

(No wonder children are always asking "are we there yet?" It's been soooo long for them as compared to the adult driving, who doesn't understand two hours to be a long trip what-so-ever)

I wonder to what extent our perception of time shapes how we live. Are we tossing a minute here and a minute there and still fall short to spend a solid minute in prayer?

Time. Interesting.

If my body will die one day (I have a hunch that it might :O), then it's only a matter of TIME until that moment comes that I breathe my last breath. Since day one, my time on this planet has been counting down (Although, my time with the Lord is eternity!). Going with this idea, there is a set number of times I will have the opportunity to lead songs, make people laugh, make people think, encourage somebody, pray for somebody, be there for somebody, be the one leaning on somebody else...I wonder how many more opportunities I have left.

God's will for you and for me, I believe, comes not by means of force but in form of opportunity. My temptation is to think about all of the times I have disregarded opportunities. In doing so I would disregard the opportunity I have in this moment.

So..

God be praised! He has been flawlessly faithful to all generations. In no storm can I find a reason to be complaining. Let a storm come over Your people, Lord, that we may cry out in fear of our lives. Scared to death, help us dwell in Your presence always. This, I pray, so that You may be given our opportunities...our lives.