Post No. 34

Wasted time should be considered a decent crime. Even though it has no patience to wait for us, I do believe that time spent wisely reaps a lasting affect of peace. Not in the sense of perfect harmony of life. But one that would far outweigh the time stealer's the world has to offer. Very few can truly mean the saying "I've got time on my hands". What that saying translates into is, time and I work together. Why would we battle what we have very little of? Shorter are the days then what was just yesterday.
I see the classic story of The Tortoise and the Hare, as two amazing different views of running in the race of life. Live the fast pace life of the hare and miss the meaning of why we run. Join the humble steady beat of the Tortoise, and reach the reward behind the finish line. I've find it true that there is a meaning to why we run. First we've got two feet. Second, our hearts race to be filled with substantial joy and peace. What can truly fill that large gap? Everyone says what they know, sing what they believe and and acts what they think. How far will that take us if what we hold on to is etched with a expiration date? Look to love and faith that stirs mountains. It lasts so much longer that anything I've come to see, and through it all I hear this verse echo in my life:

Psalm 103 15-17
As for man, his days are like grass, he flourishes like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more. But from everlasting to everlasting the LORD's love is with those who fear him.

I'm the grass. I will pass soon...over the finish line