The precious gift of time

It is truly a precious gift that is given to everyone alike. It comes pre-packaged to be used immediately without any set-up time or instructions to read. Some use it wisely while others misuse it horribly. Some are able to accomplish unbelievable things during the same period that others accomplish very little. There are those who complain that there just isn’t enough of this gift, and yet, there are others who wonder how to fill what they have. Time comes to all of us in equal portions to be either used or abused.

It comes with various tags … like today is a TGIF … Friday is the end of the workweek for most individuals. They have planned for it, hoped for its quick arrival and it always arrives on schedule regardless of our efforts. Sometimes it gets here before we know it, while other times it seems like it will never get here … but Friday arrives right on schedule.

Then there is the blessed thing called THE WEEKEND … a time to relax, enjoy family and some special events. Yet, this too seems to be misused by too many as testified by their comments about getting “wasted” (I never really understood the “joy” in that).

Then comes the dreaded Monday … the day, which haunts everybody for some strange reason. Monday is like any other day, but with simply a different name. Oh, one does have to go back to work – but in this day of economic distress and the large number of unemployed there should be great rejoicing that there is a job to go to come Monday morning.

I personally always liked Hump-Day for some strange reason. Maybe it was just the cute nickname for Wednesday, but this day marked the line between having nothing accomplished in preparation for Sunday and having most of it completed. It meant that it was going to be an effortless ride for the next couple of days.

As for those of us who are retired it can simply be a challenge to remember which day of the week it really is. One day just kind of blends into the next … thank the good Lord for the morning paper, with the day and date attached, and for calendars or many of us would stay in a constant state of confusion.

Seven days a week – the precious gift to all of us. Each filled with 24 hours to be used or abused as we see fit … each holding the same possibility of greatness or the sense of nothingness … each given with the same hope and grace that life is precious and should be lived victoriously … with tremendous joy.

It is really our choice as to how we are going to use this precious gift.

Quote for today: Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you. Carl Sandburg