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Monday Musings~Time

"Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth." Psalm 46:10

I woke up this morning a little tired wondering how I was going to pass the time with my boys on a rainy day. Some days, I must admit, I look forward to the evening when Scott gets home from work and helps me tag-team taking care of the boys. Often times, I feel like I am running a never-ending race never able to catch up or cross the finish line. The days race on blending in with one another until I suddenly realize another month has slipped by without my noticing. Oh, how I wish I could stop time.

Why does time have to go by so quickly? Why do our children have to grow up so fast that if we blink we just may miss a precious part of their lives? Can't we just press the pause button every once in a while so we can capture that sweet moment we will never get back? Unfortunately, we cannot.

After having Grady, I quickly realized how quickly time passes. I honestly cannot believe what a little baby he has become in what seems like an instant. His infancy went by in a flash; so quick that I have to think really hard about how his fuzzy chicken hair used to glow in the light of the TV late at night or how he sounded like a little gremlin sleeping in the bassinet right next to me. I wish I could get those moments back if only just to smell his sweet baby smell. But I cannot.

What I have learned is that God does give us time. It is how we choose to use that time that matters most. I am not a wise time-user. I pack in as much as I possibly can in a day until I collapse at night. Many times I forget to sit down unless I'm going to the bathroom (no joke). I am a busy-body. Always have been, hope to not always be. Lately I have stopped; stopped to lay on the floor and giggle with Grady. Stopped to tell Jackson that I "love him so much" only to hear him reply, "No way Jose, I love you so much." I have also stopped to enjoy my husband. He is not just my partner in crime in raising these beautiful boys, he is my absolute best friend and I do not want us to be two passing ships in the night.

Most importantly, I have stopped to spend time with my God. He is so good and when I am in His presence I can smell his sweetness. I love my daily conversations with Him and reading His precious Word. Challenge me, oh God. Change me. Renew me. Do not keep me where I am at. Restore me. Make me more like You. And most of all, help me to use the time You have blessed me with in a mighty way bringing You glory in each moment. Amen!

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