It’s happened again this year. In fact, it’s happened more than once this year. An entire season has gone by far more
quickly than I anticipated.
Thinking back to around Memorial Day, I can remember that I had a mental
list of things that I wanted to do and projects that I wanted to tackle that
just didn’t get done. What
happened? Life happened: work,
sleep, and mostly times when I was just feeling completely unmotivated to do
anything and always thinking to myself, “Well, I’ll do that next weekend.” It never ceases to amaze me how quickly
time passes by and how large my ambitions are vs. how committed I am do seeing
something through to the end.
Unfortunately, there are other areas in life that can fall
into this same pattern. We have so
many good intentions that never make it past the planning stage. We put off
phone calls to family members and old friends to the point where we don’t think
about them anymore. We let the Bible sit on the table gathering dust and choose
to turn on the T.V. instead of talking to our Father who misses hearing from
us.
I often forget that from the day I was born, my time on this
planet was already pre-determined and I don’t get an unlimited number of
tomorrows or next weeks. What I
choose to do today and every other day is critical to my life and the lives of
others. The opportunities I have
to comfort, hug, or even say “I love you” to someone decrease every single day
and I don’t get those moments back. The chances to show hope and love to my neighbors,
co-workers, even the person in front of me at the grocery store slips away with
every sunset and before I know it, there are no more chances and no more
tomorrows.
I don’t want to think to myself, “If I could live my life
over again I would…” rather I want to know exactly where my time has gone and
know it was spent well.
