You wake up one day,
Wondering where did it go?
Where is he?
Where is she?
Who is that (in the mirrow)?
Who am I?
Use the moments wisely.
Cherish the moments,
Spent with those you love.
Babies grow up.
Relationships ebb and flow.
But each new day is chock full of moments.
Spend the moments well .
Each one is a gift.
Verses to ponder:
Psalm 31:15a… My times are in your hands…
Psalm 90:12 Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
Eph 5:15-17 15 Be very careful, then, how you live—not as unwise but as wise, 16 making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil. 17 Therefore do not be foolish, but understand what the Lord’s will is.
Proverbs 6:6-8 6 Go to the ant, you sluggard; consider its ways and be wise! 7 It has no commander, no overseer or ruler, 8 yet it stores its provisions in summer and gathers its food at harvest
James 4:13-15 13 Now listen, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money.” 14 Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. 15 Instead, you ought to say, “If it is the Lord’s will, we will live and do this or that.”
Alpine Park…love the Cypress Trees there… they look dead…but many have tiny green leaves coming back…even the dead ones serve a purpose. The water looks brown from the tannic acid, and yet at the same time some how it is crystal clear. You can see the bottom clearly. And then that same water in the distance reflects the sky and appears blue. Makes no sense to me. There are dead trees and other foliage all over the place in the woods…. and yet new life is springing forth. Could it be the same for seasons of our lives? LIFE springing forth as time marches on?