Tic-Toc

Tic-Toc, my how the seconds fly
  Tic-Toc see how fast they go by
    The seasons come and quickly go
      Why this is so perhaps you know

Why should it be?  Please help me grasp
  Why busy moments speed so fast
    While time that’s spent in idleness
      Treads slowly on toward nothingness

Lord grant me grace that I may live
  A life of service here to give
    And fill my hours and days and years
      Living a life that knows no fears

Keeping Busy

In this last week, Sylvia and I have organized her mission trip presentation.  It is formatted, captioned and only needs a few final touches to be ready to go.

I have scanned a huge stack of photos for the upcoming wedding reception for our pastor’s daughter.  It has been work, but also fun.  When my hands and wrists start to complain, I go veg with Midnight in front of the TV or go outside to play.  Still a lot of work to do out there.  All the time the grass gets greener.  And taller.

As you can tell by the verse I wrote, I’m all too aware of the fleeting moments.  Yet, I celebrate the time that flies.  I do not want to spend this part of my life doing little or nothing.  My prayer is that those who know me best will one day say, these were my best years.  It is toward that end I press on.