It was a gorgeous day out, so I had all the kids playing with those huge bubble wands on the back porch. As I walked thru the kitchen, admiring all the fun they were having, I didn’t notice they had spilled a pint of bubbles on the floor. I slid across the hard woods, like a cartoon character, trying to grab everything I skidded past to save myself, and landed in the splits by the back door. I chipped my elbow, sprained my wrist and bruised my knee.
In the blink of an eye, I went from walking across the kitchen floor in running shoes, (thinking fondly of my kids), to landing in the splits by the back door – and didn’t even see it coming. I was totally blind sided by the entire event. One minute I was here, and the next, I was gone!
There’s a song by Revive, called “It Happens in a Blink” and it sure did.
It happens in a Blink
It happens in a Flash,
It happens in the Time it took to look Back
You try to hold on Tight,
But there’s no stopping Time,
What have I done with my Life!
There are 86,400 seconds in a day and we’re not promised them all.
Teach me to number my days, that I may have a heart of wisdom and fulfill my Purpose for this Life. Ps. 90:12
The clock is ticking, and like characters in a story, none of us know how much time we have left. Some people pass at the ripe old age of 100, others – due to foreseen illness . . . while many are on our way from here to there, in a hurry, thinking about our next business meeting, what they’re making for dinner, and In the blink of an eye, we’re here today and gone tomorrow. We’re standing upright, and the next moment we’re doing the splits by the heavenly door.
Make it count, before you turn around and it’s too late. The Hands of Time are ticking and there are no real do-overs. There are few things that can’t be recovered in life, and one is Time – after it’s been Spent.
If today was your last day, who would you call, what would you say, how would you do it differently? It’s easy to say: Live like you’re dying. But do we . . . Really?
Do our kids know how we feel about them or is work more important?
When I was a kid, no matter what we did for fun or how many times, I always begged for ONE More! Sometimes you get it, sometimes you won’t.
We get the call in the night, that changes our life forever. Write the letter, write the book, write the blog, make the call, put down your most pressing issues that really aren’t so pressing. It Happens in a Blink!