The Clock is Ticking

          Grandma made us playdo😃

Lord, remind me always how brief my time on earth is, that my days are numbered - how fleeting my life is.

Remember being ten and dreaming about being a teenager? It seemed it would never arrive. But thirteen came and went and then you dreamed  of turning sixteen and having your drivers license. That came and whooshed right by too.

     As we age, the clock's hands seem to hasten their paces as if they're in a rush to get somewhere,dragging us along. One day we look up and wonder where the years have gone.

     A flip side view is the antidote. We can use our days in such a way as to turn that whoosh into a warmth, that feeling of loss into a legacy of love. This, of course is something we can not put off any longer. After all, the clock is ticking.

" the future is something that everyone reaches at the rate of 60 minutes an hour, whatever he does, who ever he is." 

C.S. Lewis