The days are long, but the years are short.
I have heard this.
I have said this.
And these days I am feeling it.
The years are short.
Time is flying.
And these days I feel not only that the years are short, but the days are too!
Life is cruising at maximum speed.
Most everyone I talk to feels the same way.
Schedules are packed.
Activities are endless.
Choices and decisions abound!
Time is happening at warp speed.
This summer my oldest son spent half of his time away from home. He went to a Christian camp for a week, and to the Philippines for a mission trip for three weeks. These experiences, combined with the fact that he is now in his junior year of high school, keep reminding me that my days with him are to be treasured. I missed him tremendously when he was gone this summer, and in two short years, I will be sending him to college, most likely locally, yet I will see him less and less and soon enough, he will move out of my home.
Life happens. It continually happens. It doesn’t slow down and wait for us. It keeps going, keeps moving, and keeps presenting a challenge to us.
Will we treasure the moments we are given?
Will we savor the time with our loved ones?
Will we saturate our lives with thankfulness?
My kids are growing up, rapidly. I don’t want to miss out on the people they are now. I want to appreciate these days, and I am trying to do that.