Time

Even though it's hard work, all I really want to do is get the painting done.  However, real life does have a way of crowding in to prime painting time.

Today I have a doctor's appointment that will take up most of the morning and then I have to take Sam for a placement test in preparation for his college orientation next week.  Eve needs to have her stitches removed, so that means a trip to the vet.  Tomorrow afternoon I will be watching Elliott for a couple of hours so that Beth can have an ultrasound.   Then next week, I will have Elliott again for three days while Beth is taking a week-long college course. 

Progress seems to be grinding to a halt.

At times like this I reflect upon the wisdom of God in His sovereignty over time.  He gives each one of us exactly the same number of hours in the day; we cannot stretch a day to include four or five extra hours in order to 'get things done.'  I know for a fact that if I had the ability to do that, I would have abused time in many foolish ways for years and years.  Time can be wasted but it cannot be expanded.  Wasting time foolishly is a sin; God does not prohibit us from frittering our lives away in wasteful endeavors, but He will judge us for how we've spent our time.  He'll judge me on how I've spent my time.

I think I'll take The Preciousness of Time with me to the doctor's office this morning.  It'll give me something to meditate upon when I do get back to painting.

ETA:  Just followed this link to Richard Baxter's thoughts about wasting time.  Good stuff.

Comments

[lawyerchik1]

Poor Eve!! Tell her that Tanner sends his regards (and condolences - vets are not exactly his friends these days!). Your comments on time reminded me of something from C.S. Lewis's Screwtape Letters - "I now see that I spent most of my life in doing neither what I ought nor what I liked." He also noted that man can neither make nor retain one moment of time; it all comes to him by pure gift. Good things to remember!!