Motherhood and Time
Time is not kind to anyone but sometimes it is really harsh on those in the most important and toughest job in the world!
Time is a thief. It takes, but before it does it gives abundantly. I loved (almost) every stage of parenting and even though I loved those times I wouldn’t even begin to know how I would approach them now.
Time is a currency. It is a valuable resource. It is spent quickly, but before it does it offers choice on how to spend it. It cannot be bought though some say it can be made. I spent some of my time as a mother foolishly and yet I don’t regret the lessons learned.
Time is a word. It is It represents a measured period, a specific moment, or the abstract, continuous progression of existence. I am grateful for the gift of treasured moments and the opportunity to live for Christ and make much of Him daily, and the grace when I haven’t.
Time is a season. And every season gives you something to miss someday. I miss many things, but I do love the people God chose for me to pass time with, even though too short. There is never enough time!
Time is a gift. It is meant to be cherished and enjoyed. But no matter whether you love it, or you take it for granted, it still feels like a vapor. Where did the time go?
Time is of the essence. It passes. It doesn’t go backward. It cannot be frozen. I have lost track of it often. It flies. And, it will end. I am so grateful for this final reality – more and more all the time! The best line in the hymn Amazing Grace is “when we’ve been there ten thousand years…. We’ve no less days to sing His praise than when we’d first begun.” One day there will be no more time, no more theft, no more loss, no more hurry, no more seasons, no more cost. Can’t wait!
One thing I have learned in life, especially since becoming a mother, is that life is best lived in the everyday and that it is essential to learn how to make peace with change, which is inevitable and the only constant in life. I miss the former times, while fully loving the ones being lived now. I am still learning to count it all joy. Every moment. Every season. Every relationship. And everything in His time.
Time is trying to be where you are. Who you are. With Gratitude and hope.