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Teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts to wisdom. ~ Psalm 90:12

Whereas you know not what tomorrow brings. For what is your life? It is a vapor that appears for a little time, and then vanishes away. ~ James 4:14

Redeeming the time, because the days are evil. ~ Ephesians 5:16

The Bible has 703 passages that specifically mention the word time, and countless others like the first two referenced above that don't mention the word but refer to it.  Can you tell I'm feeling a little short of this precious commodity these days?

I'm enjoying my life, so I really hope it doesn't sound like I'm complaining. But these days I feel like a child on the playground's merry-go-round with the teenage boys breaking the rules and pushing in the middle so it goes so fast the only thing keeping you from flying off is the fact you're packed like sardines among other kids and couldn't wiggle if you tried. And sometimes it's moving so fast I simply want off.

I long to have time to put my feet up and read for a little bit, or sit on the porch and watch the fireflies, to be close enough to drop in on my parents and chat or do something for them, to feel free.

The irony in all of this is that there are days here and there when life feels empty, and then we hit a 3-4 week patch where I simply can't get everything done. And I suppose that's okay, for it makes me truly appreciate the down time.

Garden days are upon us, along with everything else life has thrown our way. And it's passing so fast, I can't keep up with what day we're on.

The end of July is coming? Say it ain't so!

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