Time is sacred because it is God’s gift to us. ~ Amanda Bible Williams
Some days, I find myself wishing time away. Willing it move faster.
Other moments find me trying to grasp time’s coattails and plant my feet and tug-of-war it into staying still.
Some days it sounds so simple to be a delighted five-year-old, thrilled and excited with winning a coloring contest.
Some days I feel like the child anxiously awaiting and wishing for the next birthday, the next year older.
Because older and bigger are so important when you’re young and time is long and turtle slow.
I’m glad & grateful time doesn’t stand still. I wouldn’t want to still be facedown on my living room floor in so much pain from sciatic & back pressure.
I wouldn’t want to get up in the night with a newborn forever.
I wouldn’t want to never get to move through grief and the healing process.
And even though I’d gladly relive my wedding day and I’d stop everything and snuggle and nuzzle and rock my chubby babies one more time and I’d roll back time and revisit other especially happy events and memories, I don’t suppose I would stay there either.
Time and life are not only a gift, but they are adventure and story and we have a curiosity and creativity and call-to-learning that keeps us interested in what comes next.
If I were still rocking my baby-lovies, I would miss out on the fun my teenagers add to my life.
Time is treasure. Time can’t quite exactly be measured. It can’t be bottled or bartered with. It can’t be held or hurried. It consistently ticks and tocks and winds its way around our clocks.
Today I’m grateful for the cake-pop moments.
The looking out the window and watching my teens and my man move pavers.
The picking up my phone and messaging my Mother.
The pictures in my Instastories of my sister’s shop.
The quiet of an early morning and the printed Psalms on the page.
The email bouncing into my inbox from a dear friend.
Because time is sacred and it is not guaranteed.
Wishing beautiful cake-pop moments on your day, dear friends!