Tick. Tick. Tick.
Every day I hear it. My clock ticking.
Literally.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
It's the repetitive sound coming from the clock hanging in our bonus room/school room. I wanted a simple, inexpensive, analog clock with real numbers, one in which my girls could use to tell time.
What I didn't account for was how obnoxiously loud this particular clock would sound as it records each second passing by.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
This clock is good. It helps me know how much time I have to do something. It helps me see how much time I have left before I need to be somewhere.
But with every passing tick, I'm reminded of time gone. No longer the future. No longer the present. Now the past.
"Time may be measured in minutes,
but life is measured in moments." ~ Mark Batterson
Opportunities. Moments. Time. These three words have become cemented in my mind the past few weeks.
There are countless God-given opportunities in front of me every day. There are opportunities to help. There are opportunities to give. There are opportunities to bless.
There are moments to remember. There are moments to relinquish. There are moments that define the future. There are moments that conjure up the past. There are moments to celebrate. There are moments to mourn.
And time. The older I get, the less I seem to have of it. Or so it seems. Each day pushes forward at warp speed and I cannot seem to trap it or hold on to it, or multiply it to save my life.
But one thing we all have in common is the same 24 hours, in the same day, of the same week. We all have access to the same amount of time. And most of the time, we all wish we had w-a-a-ay more of it. I would be a millionaire if I had a dime every time I thought, "Man...if I just had ten more minutes..."
“All we have to decide is
what to do
with the time that is given us.” ~ J.R.R. Tolkien
Since time continues to tick on, I have to choose what to do with my time. How will I use what has so graciously been given to me?
That's the question I'm facing right now. What will I do with my time? How will I choose to spend each minute that ticks by? Not craving more of it, but making the most of it.
“Be careful, then, how you live--not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity because the days are evil.”
Ephesians 5:15-16
Ten years ago when I taught in the public school system, I was evaluated once a year by my principal. One of the areas in the state-mandated observation was referred to as, "time on task." How did I, the teacher, spend the 7-8 hours engaging my students each day? Did I value their time, stay on task, maximize the time to its greatest potential?
And I feel like that's where I still am. Wondering if I'm taking full advantage of the time given to me. Weighing the moments or wasting them.
"My times are in your hands..." Psalm 31:15
Not enslaved to the ticking of the clock, I want to live my one life well, being present and enjoying His presence. Often sitting instead of stirring. Being instead of becoming.
I never liked the phrase, "I don't have time." Hearing myself (or someone else) say it rubs me the wrong way. I always think, "Sure you do. You are just doing other things with your time." Sometimes that's okay. Sometimes it's not.
Time will continue to tick away. No doubt.
What are the everyday opportunities to experience? What are the extraordinary moments ahead?
At the end of the day, my heart agrees with author, Ann Voskamp, when she said, "I just want enough time...I just want time to do my one life well."
“I don’t really want more time; I just want enough time. Time to breathe deep & time to see real & time to laugh long, time to give You glory & rest deep & sing joy…
I just want time to do my one life well."
One Thousand Gifts, Ann Voskamp
And you? Do you hear the sound of your clock ticking as well? Do you find yourself yearning for more time? Or time enough? Time enough to live your one life well?
Lord, help us all to seize opportunities, magnify moments, and treasure the time. For You and Your glory. Amen.
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