“A portion of another email, author unknown:
Time is like a river. You can’t touch the same water twice, because the flow that has passed will never pass again.
Enjoy life.”
To me that is so very meaningful. Time is our most precious commodity yet how highly do we value it. We scurry about our busy lives often complaining of not having enough time to get everything done in our busy days. I wonder though with that do we value the time or are we just using it up as we frantically speed though our day. How often have we all heard comments like, I just don’t have time to play with the kids. I just don’t have time to relax and read a book. I just don’t have time to get away to visit parents or family in general. To each of those statements I would reply, YES YOU DO!!! It is simply a matter of choices, of setting your priorities. Sounds easy doesn’t it but we all know it is not. It takes work but it can be done, if we really want it.
Another quote from that same email:
“First I was dying to finish high school and start college. Then I was dying to finish college and start working. Then I was dying to marry and have children. Then I was dying for my children to grow old enough that I could go back to work. But then I was dying to retire. Now I am dying and realize I forgot to live.
Please don’t let this happen to you. Appreciate your current situation and enjoy each day.”
Life is a journey that I often refer to as the highway of life. Each day of our lives could be seen as one step in that journey. None of us know how many steps we have in that journey, that we have no control over. How we spend each of those days is something we have some control over.
Dying mans daily journal 
Thanks for this. I have wasted so much time wishing things were different instead of being thankful for what is…now. I needed this perspective adjustment/reminder.
We all do! (need the adjustment/reminder.)
I was so inspired because I have lived my entire life chasing pety things that weren’t there. I was too eager to wallow in self-pity because I had a broken past and now being 40 something I want to live & I wonder am I too late? Thank you for your inspiration and I will definitely keep you in my prayer today.
It’s never too late, Tri! Start today–now…..dream big, appreciate the little things and always, always find a reason to celebrate the YOU that you are.
Oh!!
And I’m glad you’re here. 🙂
Well then…..let me just say that my ‘wasted time’ wasn’t ‘wasted’–and I’m kinda sorta thinking that glasshousemarriage’s time wasn’t wasted either–it brought us to here, today, this moment.
That’s just my take on it.
It took what it took to bring me to where I am today–and that’s a pretty darn good place, tyvm!
Now, I’m also one to admit that I get stuck on my own agenda and get off that path–so, thanks for the reminder(s)! (that’s the gentle way of reminding you where I put my head sometimes….LOL)
Busy……yes….I get that way.
Last week I was convincing myself that I really was too busy, too tired–but I did what the Big Guy put in front of me just the same. That’s a ‘discipline’ in action, ‘do it anyway’. Did it….almost resented that I DID do it. Almost convinced myself that it didn’t matter that I’d put in the effort TO do it, tired and busy as I was.
This week–I’ve ‘rediscovered’ it darn well matters and I can be done whining and carrying on. (not sure that’ll stick, but I figure that’s why He puts people in my path to jump-start me when I give myself excuses)
It’s been a difficult week.
A humbling week.
An emotionally packed, emotionally draining week.
But it’s worth it…. And THAT’S what’s true.
I’ve lived regrets. I’d rather be tired, tyvm.
THAT’S true too.
((((((((((((( Bill ))))))))))))))
I needed this reminder right now. You might even call it “timely.” 🙂
I really have been very busy lately, and feeling like there are just not enough hours in the day, but I can still prioritize and choose how to spend the time I do have. Thanks, Bill!
[…] “First I was dying to finish high school and start college. Then I was dying to finish college and start working. Then I was dying to marry and have children. Then I was dying for my children to grow old enough that I could go back to work. But then I was dying to retire. Now I am dying and realize I forgot to live.” (From a dying man’s journal) […]