Time continues gently unfolding like the petals of a delicate flower,
unable to be urged to reveal it's coming beauty any faster,
similar to how it will forever remain incapable of being postponed, delayed, or stopped
until our time here eventually ceases & we can finally go home.
Time simply continues flowing, often with the power of a river's raging current,
though sometimes approaching gently, even sweetly
with anticipation’s beauty
& often with a rhythm that’s grown passionately strong,
disappearing as quickly as it approaches
while hours becoming days, weeks months, years,
then suddenly, you rise up one day, assuming it’s summer-time again,
but the autumn of your life has arrived
& the springtime of your children’s exploration of all life offers
leaves you in the dust of their passionate pursuits
Time will be wasted or treasured,
appreciated, with each moment explored as He leads,
or else frittered away with the distractions
that keep drawing us away from His patient voice drawing us closer...
...& yes, most of us have learned by now that love can be lost...or found...over time
depending on whether you’ll finally fully trust your heart into His hands
{as well as the tender & sometimes hardened hearts of those we’ve been given to love}
& if & when you do, you too will finally realize
that when He’s the one truly leading you through the maze of life
there truly will be NOTHING that will be impossible for Him to do for you,
& nothing time can rob you of or keep you from
because your life’s every moment has been given over to His perfect, loving control,
knowing {& most of all TRUSTING!}
that He has a plan & purpose for every single second that unfolds,
Time is a gift of love He’s given us to teach us to see as He does.
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~ By Anastazia Rowe ~
a great story,enjoyed it !
a great story,enjoyed it ! :)
ron parrish