So I decided to take the challenge. A little difficult for me since my inner editor wants to change, tweak and agonize over every word. But that's usually my problem, and it keeps me from writing.
Here are the rules: (if you are a writer or want to be one, you should try this!)
1. Write for 5 minutes flat on the chosen word of the day – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link to Lisa-Jo Baker’s blog and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..
So here's my attempt at Five Minute Friday:
I reach out my hand to stop it, grasping at thin air. Time cannot be held by any mere mortal. It swiftly slides through my fingers and before long, the minutes disappear. I will never have them back again, those moments I was distracted, disillusioned or just plain wasteful.
Grasping at time is a fruitless effort. Moments cannot be contained or held captive. That’s why I’ve always loved the verse: “Teach us to number our days that we might gain a heart of wisdom.”
If I were to number the rest of my days – assuming I will live to the ripe old age of 80 – and write each number on a piece of paper and place it in a jar, it would probably surprise me how small the jar would have to be to contain the time I had left. Taking those pieces out one by one would be an even greater reminder of the brevity of my life. Maybe I’ll do that…someday…
Can anyone grasp how little time we actually have here on earth? Oh, if only we could. It would likely change our lives drastically. Teach me, Father, not to grasp at time in desperation, but to wisely number my days and use them for Your glory.