Fleeting Calendar Days

How do you harness your days? Those fleeting calendar days.........

Those blurry calendar days. How do we make each one count?

"I will watch my ways and keep my tongue from sin;" Psalm 39:1

He has numbered our days. Our time is but a breath and yet I find time to waste. I find time for words unhealthy. I spew them out and they spatter over all who share my space. And I know the damage one's tongue can do. I know it is wise to be quick to listen,  slow to speak and slow to become angry.
 James 1:19

And the ticking of the clock can be so loud, breaking the sound barrier of time. With each tick tock........Time is wasting away..... And what have I done in vain? What was it that was so much more important than hugging goodbye for the third time, just because little man wanted one more squeeze. What captures my attention more than butterfly girl's heart for showing me her creations? What is it that draws me away from Gentle Giant's love sniffles? {love sniffles? ...that's just our thing, it's what we do. They are our butterfly kisses.} What's more important than giving my man my undivided attention?

 As I walk down the hall of time......I wonder about the loved ones gone before. If I were to ask any of them, What would it be that they wish they would of done differently? I'm thinking their answer would be.....
Spend time with the ones you love and make every moment count. For we were only here for a little while and we couldn't find the time. We didn't manage our time wisely, we said things that hurt, we have done things without thinking of the pain it might of caused........Our days were numbered, but we lived life as though our days were endless.........

And I still have empty wall space to fill. My days are numbered and at times I still live my life as though my days are endless........

"Show me, O Lord, my life's end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting is my life. You have made my days but a mere handbreadth; the span of my years is as nothing before you. Each man's life is but a breath. Psalm 39:4-5

Apart from you, O Lord, life is fleeting and empty. Help me spend my time wisely, help my tongue speak kindly. For you are the God of Mercy and you know all to well how brief this life.

193. Sweet Calendar days
194. Enjoying time well spent
195. Family Devotional at night
196. Sweet memories on the wall of time