Linking up again this week with the Five Minute Friday crowd. We take the prompt word and write for five minutes straight; no editing, no overthinking, ….just five minutes of writing. Don’t forget to go and encourage the writer before you. The link for FMF is http://katemotaung.com/five-minute-friday/ Today’s prompt word…….Time! Ready, set, go
Time……limitless and full of limitations. Time……a gift and a curse. Five minutes to pour my heart out to God and into the keyboard. It’s a funny thing, time, and as I sit in my warm living room covered by the quilt sewn years ago by my great-grandmother it becomes even more intriguing. Time sits in our hearts in what one moment, seems to be never-ending stream and in the next moment the blink of an eye. The past year has been a strange mixture to me of both never-ending and blink-of-an-eye moments. From the time of last winter that appeared to me to be as frozen and long as the brutal Ohio winter that accompanied it to the sweet, sweet moments of spring and summer that seemed to pass by in a flash. Time that is ever changing, ever moving and at times so slow. I imagine my great-grandmother; the time it took to painstakingly hand sew every stitch of this beautiful quilt; she must have thought it took forever; but in a blink of an eye it was covering her great-granddaughter; and one blink later it covers her great-great grandson as he snuggles on her lap. Time is our greatest gift and our greatest fear; it gives hope of future, but reminds us oh so quickly of its passing. This year I will turn 50….. a half century!! I think as we look upon the years of our lives time becomes an even greater gift, an important commodity and yet as it gains in importance we must also realize its relative unimportance. Time is where we are right now; it is the breath we take, the children we cuddle, the dogs we walk, the work we do, the spouse we love, the laughs we share, the French fries we drown in cheese and bacon, the tears we shed. Time is now, time is why we should love more freely, give more generously, feel more real and be more open. If the past year has taught me anything it is this; time always changes, always moves but what never, ever changes about the time is God……whether we acknowledge Him, deny Him, cling to Him, ignore Him, get angry with Him, or praise Him……HE never changes! He is in every moment, quiet, chaotic, grief-filled, joy-filled, mundane or excitement filled; and nothing, no time will ever, ever change that truth. My quilt is old, the material worn, small holes beginning to appear; my God…..He is the same, yesterday, today and always…….may His love forever be the quilt of comfort and love that surrounds us all the moments in time!!