Time

Do not squander time, for that’s the stuff life is made of.
Benjamin Franklin

I recently went to a family wedding. I saw many of my cousins that I have not seen in years. It was so much fun looking back and sharing childhood memories of vacations, holidays, and my grandparents.

We were also energized by the prospect that our children, now young adults, may continue the tradition of fun family gatherings. It was comforting to see that all appreciated the lasting value of time spent in each other’s company.

Each day, the Lord sees fit to give us 24 hours. It is up to us to decide what to do with it. We build our lives day by day. It is easy to fall prey to the notion that a day is just an insignificant pebble in the mosaic of life. Yet, every day is its own gift, full of possibility and surprise.

I am at a point in my life where the picture of the mosaic is well underway. Generally, I like the picture, but my inner artist is telling me to add more color and add more people. He won’t tell me how many pebbles I have to work with, so I must be careful not to squander them.