When you think about it, life is all about time.
If we are not intentional about creating moments of beauty and love, our noisy, high-pressured world will steal away the time. Never to be returned.
Not long ago, I found myself sadly thinking, I wish I’d made it a point to see my friend one last time, before he passed. But who could have imagined that it would happen so fast?
Time passes. And people too. Delicate as glass.
I understand the demands our workaday world imposes on us. Earn a living! Cut the grass! Shop for groceries! But within those constraints, to the maximum extent possible, I want to invest in beauty and love, especially in those things that bring people joy.
The good things that we give to others, of our time and treasure, can never be ungiven. I think that’s what Jesus meant when he urged us to “lay up our treasures in heaven,” where thieves and moths and rust can’t take them.
AFTERTHOUGHT: I’ve had the pleasure over the years of knowing several nurses who worked in hospice care. One of them, who attended hundreds of people in their final days, told me that none of them – not one – had ever wished they’d spent more time at work.
