And God saw that the light was good. And God separated the light from the darkness. God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. And there was evening and there was morning, the first day. (Genesis 1:4-5)
Do any of these sound familiar?
I hear these very comments all the time; I am guilty myself. I don’t know why we want to move through life so quickly, why we, as my Mother used to say, “wish our life away.” I can’t help but wonder, when I come to the final days of my time here on earth, if I will wish back some of those hours I have wished away. Will I look back with regret and long for the days I hurried through? Twenty four hours seems like such a small thing in the shadow of eternity, but when you consider all that God spoke into existence within that small frame of time, it doesn’t seem so insignificant does it?
How much richer our lives would be if, rather than wish for the days to pass, we would stop to think about how we could invest those hours in the things that bring lasting rewards. No, we can’t speak a solar system into existence, we can’t divide the waters or fill the earth with every form of life. But, we can tell someone we love them, we can speak words of encouragement to a friend who feels hopeless, we can wipe the tears from the eyes of a child, we can hug someone who desperately needs a human touch.
So, the next time you find yourself winding the clock forward, stop. Instead, cherish the time you have remembering that a day, once it has passed, is gone forever.