Where does the time go? One day you're changing diapers and the next you're chaperoning your little girl's first junior-high dance. In the blink of an eye, she'll be graduating high school. Then, before you know it, you'll be watching her walk the aisle.
"Time slow down!" you plead, but time does not.
Time plays by its own ruthless rules, but time itself is not ruthless. It gives you the opportunity to make the most of the little moments. What you do with that opportunity is up to you.
Whichever choice you make, time marches on whether you want it to or not.
When time starts to catch up with us, and we realize we can't outrun it, what are we going to remember?
The game the Saints lost that you were glued to when your daughter wanted to jump on the trampoline? The big buck that never stepped out when you were deer hunting instead of attending her dance recital? Facebook?
You're not going to remember any of that. All you're going to remember are the times you missed out sharing with your daughter, but then it will be too late.
As Kenny Chesney sang, "Best start putting the first things first."
"Cause when your hourglass runs out of sand, you can't flip over and start again."
"Take every breathe God gives you for what it's worth."