Time 23 August 2018

Sometimes the whole week gets away from me before I even realize that Monday has passed and it’s almost Friday. Sometimes the week drags by like five Mondays. I wonder at the ways I perceive time and the why and wherefores of my perceptions.

Like when you’re a kid and you can’t wait for your birthday or Christmas or that family trip to camp out and time drags until you get there and then it’s over so fast. I guess the anticipation is something you never get over, but I feel like there must be a way to see the blessing and beauty in each moment and somehow to weld into your heart, mind, and soul.

I believe we are meant to notice. Why else would a cool misty morning tug us down the path? Or the call of a friend make us put the work away for a few…