Time
Blogging is a curious thing. I am allowed inside a person's mind, inside their brain musings, inside their hurts, inside their hearts. Many of these people I don't know at all. I have only followed a link from a website of someone I do know. Perhaps it is the need in all of us to connect, to wish to deeply know another person, and for the "blogger"--to be known and listened to, that drives this phenomenon. In a sense , it is like reading an autobiography in real time.....
My own heart is filled with the wish of wanting more time in my life. More time to just think, muse, be. I stay up late and get up early, in the hope of having more time, while during the day I feel like too many possums I see on the road: flatliners on the energy-meter.
And yet, I need that time.
That time fuels me for time with my family, with the demands of the day, with the unexpected emergencies that always find their way into our daily lives.
That time focusses me, if I will allow it. Too often it is spent wanting to veg. I think I need to escape when all I really need is to tune in. To the real source.
Thank you, God, for time. Perhaps small increments of time give me hope for what you've really planted within my heart--what I'm really yearning for.
And what you've made me for.
Ecclesiastes 3:11He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end.
posted by Jina Hinson @ 12:03 AM
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