Don’t Blink

Do you know these songs?  Some are tearjerkers, so be careful. 🙂

Time in a bottle.

Time After Time.

Time is on My Side.

Don’t Blink.

You’re gonna miss this.

The House that Built Me.

Time has always fascinated me. We measure time and all of us are equal in the amount of time we have to accomplish our daily routines.  I’ve been known to say things like, “I wish I didn’t have to sleep.” or “I wish I had more hours in the day.” or “If I could just go back in time for a day.” As measured as time is on earth, our God is timeless. His Kingdom purpose and love are written and eternal.  He is past, present, and future all at the same time.

If I live to be a 100, I’m on the other side of living on earth. The measured time of life. My babies are grown up and some have left the nest to start their journey.  I’ve worked longer than my time left to work. I’ve been married to my man longer than my years without his cherished love.

Time has marched on in all its pomp and circumstance.  There has been more circumstances than pomp, and it is the circumstances that seem to keep you going–endlessly, without reflection, and necessity.  But one day, you will stop and find yourself doing something simple, and all the circumstances flood through. You gasp, laugh, cry, ponder, and find yourself in a quandary of emotion.

Anna and her daughter, Victoria Louise
Anna and her mom, Louise Lloyd

The simplicity of a life event that causes you to clean and shift the circumstances– a move, a job change, a child moving out, or a loss–stops you in your tracks.

Victoria went through my cedar chest that has sat idle and filled to the rim with memories. Pictures, art work, scrap books, autograph book from 1973, artifacts, and letters were all squashed into this chest.  Like Mary Poppins’s carpet-bag, the endless items poured out.  She read and showed me treasures, and we were either laughing or crying. Where did the time go? I kept saying, “Victoria, in a blink of an eye you are here remembering the years and wondering where they went.” When she showed a picture of me pregnant with her it seemed like it was yesterday. Just yesterday I was holding my first-born child and figuring out life. Tomorrow came and I’m here with a flood of memories that are being played out in a movie trailer–“This is Your Life!”  Loved ones who  have gone to be with Jesus, marriages, the pomp of life that seemed like a circumstance at that time, baptisms, parties, ordinary days….

I thought of my friends and family. Your pomp and circumstance story. I imagined us together in a room quiet with total understanding of the unspoken, and we just let it go–cry, weep if you most, and wail if you are brave enough. We would close with laughter and smile at our future because we know:

“She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come.” Proverbs 31:25

I had the opportunity to walk away from this writing and go sit with my parents on either side of me. My mom to the right and my dad to the left. We hugged and said, “I love you.”  We looked up to a picture on the wall, My grandfather, Harvey Lloyd, looking at us.

The busyness of the day soon crept in, and we began to future talk of the things that we are planning, but for one minute we were able to sit, love, and hug. That one minute was enough. Minutes add up.

Take the time.

Take the time to look back and remember.

Take the time to stop and honor.

Take the time to move on and laugh at your future.

Don’t blink…

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