Time

We changed the time today, moving ahead one hour. Right now it's 7:30pm and still light out. I'm a little crabby because it was hard to sleep last night. I kept waking up, afraid we'd be late for church.

I am going to the Mount Hermon Writer's Conference in April. When I first made the decision to go last fall,I thought I'd be okay, there was plenty of time to polish my book. Before I knew it, Christmas had come and gone and it was February. No problem, I'd work on it all February every chance I got. This is March 8th and I am starting to panic because I haven't done ANY of the work I said I'd get done. So many things kept happening with work, kids, and church, the time flew by.

Where is it? Where has time gone? I remember in my youth, the long days of summer. You could go swimming, play kickball, and read a book and still have the evening stretched out before you. I wish I could learn to savor every moment, without always being rushed, always having something to do.

And yet, I find there are moments when time does stand still. When I seek the King, when I'm in His presence, time holds it's breath. Thank you Lord, my time is in Your hands.