The Hands of Time Don’t Move in Reverse

Many years and untold hours were spent with this view before me. When I walk by on a day like today, the fields stand empty and silent. But I am reminded of those past times here…watching, cheering, clapping, laughing, shouting instructions (hopefully not too often), consoling and encouraging upon defeat or rejoicing in the victories with an “atta-boy,” high-five or pat on the back.

Those were the days. The days that you thought (though you knew better deep down) would never end. Busy, fun, exhausting, meaningful days. Anyone reading these words already knows that life goes whooshing by, just about as fast as a hard-kicked soccer ball toward the net. Unlike a good soccer player who blocks the ball, none of us has the ability to slow down life. As much as we so desire. As much as we may try.

The best advice from those like me who have already experienced numerous seasons of life, is to enjoy each season while you’re there. Don’t look so far ahead that you miss out on the blessings in the here and now. I remember sharing this sentiment with one of my sons at a time when he was becoming impatient about “getting on with life” while in college.

As much as we all would like to have the power to turn back time, at least a bit, it just won’t work. The hands of time don’t move in reverse. Whatever season of life you are privileged to be in right now, make the most of it. Enjoy it. Love and serve God and others. You won’t have this moment again.

Hope nuggets:

*Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days. (Psalm 90:14)

*Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you’ll look back and realize they were big things. (Robert Brault, author)


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