Days passed at a crawl the week before our vacation. Our week at the shore, however, was mere minutes. Both were seven days. Time stands still; time flies…or so it seems.
The reality is that the Creator of the Universe “changes time and seasons” (Daniel 2:21), therefore we can be sure time is constant, consistent. He gives us the exact same number of minutes every single day, without fail.
Time is *flying* in my life right now. Children are changing almost daily, little girls have morphed into young ladies, mere babes threatening to graduate and go to college, and the firstborn keeps flitting in and out of the nest between semesters. Meanwhile, we are going to basketball games, piano practice, recitals, basketball games, shopping for bigger shoes, parent meetings, home group, basketball games, shopping for longer jeans, having friends over, and going to basketball games. Can it be, that in the midst of it all, I’m missing out on something?
Getting to class on this icy day was not a hazard for us; it’s just down the hall and through the doorway on the right. But we took a *snow day* anyway. We (I) need to slow down. Sit. Breathe. Enjoy.
I love snow days. I loved this day.