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Wasted Time.

 

 

Time.

We never seem to have enough of it. It goes by so quickly, unless of course you are sitting in the chair at the dentist office getting a root canal; even then you are likely rushing out of that appointment to catch the next one.At the same time, we act live as if we are going to continue living here forever, as if the limited number of minutes we are given here is endless, at least I do. I can spend forty-five minutes shopping online for cake decorations for a birthday cake for a six year old. I am not saying her cake is not important, I am saying if I am not careful the Internet can steal my time right out from under me.

 

Today I needed to fill something up with water and I confess I let the faucet run as I dumped the first pitcher into the receptacle. As I looked at the water which was flowing nowhere but down the drain at the bottom of the sink I felt a twinge of guilt for wasting the water. Then I felt a twinge of conviction for some of the moments I have wasted here on things of this world which are going to all go down the drain someday.

 

“O LORD, Make me know my end and what is the measure of my days; let me know how fleeting I am! Behold, you have made my days a few hand breadths, and my lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath!”

                                                                                                                                          Psalm 39:4 (ESV)

 

To live for God means taking time for Him; it means praying and reading His word as if using my time wisely depended on it, because it does. God is not bound by time. In His presence my problem of a time shortage fades. I do not fear running out of time because He has promised me all eternity with Him. Still, I make the most of my moments here because I want them to count, eternally.

 

On any given day on earth, I doubt I will ever think I have enough “time”. The good news is, for those in Christ, our time is not limited to this earth; it kind of makes me want to pour into eternity.

 

 

 


"O LORD, Make me know my end and what is the measure of my days; let me know how fleeting I am! Behold, you have made my days a few hand breadths, and my lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath!”     Psalm 39:4 (ESV)

 

 

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