It’s that time again when winter has her icy grip upon the land.
I prefer to hug my duvet than to emerge from its warm cocoon to the colder room.
Sleep hangs around, muffling in its heavy embrace, unwilling to relinquish me to the demands of the hours.
These are days of feeling more lethargic than usual and finding it far harder to face a day.
My mind feels frozen over, winter-bare as I eventually rise, sip coffee and slowly waken to the day.
It’s also that time of the week when we aim to write within the time constraint of 5 minutes flat and share our offering for five-minute-friday.
So here’s my best attempt to be aware, savour this time to be inspired and open to the words God wants to pour from my pen on the subject of ‘time’…
Living within the limits…
Time marches on inexorably
Etching its footsteps across our features
Making bodies sink lower
to the dust they came from
Leaving marks and scars of life’s assaults
and causing pain of every kind
to our bodies and our minds
We cannot stem the tide of time
that makes men shrink into their frame
and swells the joints with aches and pains
But we can learn to live and love
within its limits, to make the most
of hours and minutes before we’re
made redundant by the world
lost in the abyss or blinking
wide-eyed in the embrace of
sweet eternity’s joyful bliss
And the Lord of time Himself doesn’t
think we’re on the shelf when time
accrues, eating away at our faculties
Because time slips slow when we live
within the grace flow of Love’s decree
making moments count as time is swallowed
up by living holy mindfully
and seeing there is always work
ahead to be done by you and me
Once again, I am awed, encouraged and grateful beyond measure for the gift of words coming in time to share them. God is so good and faithful, time after time!
Friend, may you continue to learn to live well within the limits of time and circumstance as you also live by grace in the light of eternity.
I’m joining in with fellow word-wranglers at Kate Motaung’s place for #FMF where this week’s word prompt is ‘time’. And spending time in company with writing friends at Barbie’s place as we share our #WeekendWhispers soul offerings. Come join us?