i saw this image on pinterest. and it brought tears. because it is sooooo me and how i think. buddha got this one right. some other things, not so much, but one this one he nailed my and my thought process...
i always think i will have more time later. tomorrow. next week. after Christmas. in the spring. after soccer season. in the summer. when someone is older. wiser.
but if time has taught me anything (and it is teaching me this WAY too slowly) there will not be any more time tomorrow than there was today. the next week. month. season. will be just as busy as this one. so do what needs to be done in this season. enjoy this moment. and at the same time DO WHAT NEEDS TO BE DONE.
check under your bathroom to see if that cracking floor means something. because it does. and just because you are busy right now doesn't mean that the leak will wait. because it won't.
read to your children. i know you are busy. and tired. but you only have today to do it. you don't have time tomorrow either. do it then also.
stay up ten extra minutes talking to your husband. your child. sending an email to a friend. get up 20 minutes earlier to pray. read what God has written to you about Himself in the Bible. you have the time today. there won't be any more of it tomorrow.
i thought i would have so much time. and i did. in each present moment. and i let so many of them pass waiting for when i would have "more time".
“I wasted time,
and now doth time waste me;
For now hath time made me his numbering clock:
My thoughts are minutes; and with sighs they jar
Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch,
Whereto my finger, like a dial's point,
Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears.
Now sir, the sound that tells what hour it is
Are clamorous goans, which strike upon my heart,
Which is the bell: so sighs and tears and groans
Show minutes, times, and hours.”
{william shakespeare}