Well mow me down, it's September. I know. It's a natural progression after August. I know. This time of year it always feels more like summer than rapidly approaching autumn. I know. But knock me over, it's September.
Word to describe the passage of time when I was a kid ~ crawl. Word to describe the passage of time at this point in my life~ whoosh. Is it because I know how my time is getting shorter, like the waning days of summer's end rather than the long lazy days at summer's start? This is the universal prescription for humanity but that gives me no comfort. It is my own personal journey despite being the common one we all take ~ if we are lucky.
And that should be my comfort. I have been blessed with many summers and God willing, expect to be blessed with many more.
Thank You, Lord. As it says in Ecclesiastes, there is a time for everything under the sun, and I am thankful for my personal allotment of time. May I use it to honor and glorify You.
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