Monday, April 18, 2011

Time...more or less

At the start of this busiest of weeks, mind abuzz with responsibility, the night at home is graced with pause.
The book, the inspiration, is opened at the table. Words leap off the page even while thoughts race, trying not to forget all that needs doing...she writes,

"...it's obvious I'm craving it deep: more time to manage just the life I already have...a life so full it can seem empty...Can our time-crammed lives handle yet one more thing?"

It's what we crave - time - and more of it. Especially challenging when the call on our heart draws us to something new, something else, something good.

"We are merely moving shadows, and all our busy rushing ends in nothing." Psalm 39:6
Penned so beautifully by David after reflecting on the brevity of life, his numbered days, a lifetime being but a moment. Isn't it?

"The time, always the time...In a world addicted to speed, I blur the moments...The hurry makes us hurt...Hurry always empties a soul."

Fighting against emptiness. Daily longing for a life full, though often filling it with busyness, tasks, things to check off the list. Missing the moments.

Again, reminded of reasons. Thankful.

"I speak it to God: I don't really want more time; I just want enough time. Time to breathe deep and time to see real and time to laugh long, time to give You glory and rest deep and sing joy and just enough time in a day not to feel hounded, pressed, driven, or wild to get it all done...i just want time to do my one life well."

David concludes, "And so, Lord, where do I put my hope? My only hope is in You."

The conclusion is mine as well. Not more time, more God. That He would be not one more thing, but everything.

81. Being awakened on time when the alarm was set set incorrectly.
82. "I'll miss you, Mommy."
83. Prayers of a friend.
84. Unexpected offers of help.
85. The aroma of sweets from candy-filled eggs.
86. Success found in a new recipe.
87. Delicious, dairy-free potato soup.
88. Dart wars and after-dinner giggles.
89. Sugar-free peanut butter on toast.
90. Continual dot-connecting on life's unfolding map.

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