Time - A Precious Commodity

It seems to take me a while to get around to using this blog. I haven't touched it in over a month. It is a reflection of many other things in my life that I enjoy, consider useful or valuable, or want to persue. I get wrapped up in the mileau of daily living and day after day clicks by with occasional moments of consciousness that I still haven't done something that should be done.

"Why is this?", I often ask myself. I rarely get answers when I ask myself questions. Sometimes I wonder if I really don't value some things as much as I think I do or I would make the time for them. It sounds good...even convicting, but it isn't that simple. I'm not very organized, I'm very forgetful, and procrastination plagues me. I forget even the things that are most important to me and can't find an explanation for this other than that I am absent-minded. Maybe it's a sign of aging. If so, I've been aging for many years.

It has recently occurred to me that most of my life is behind me. Unless I live a lot longer than my father did, I may have less than 30 years left in me, and that's barring any catastrophic non-natural, premature end of my days. It's a sobering thought.

I hope I can do better with what I've got left than I've done with the first 40 years. May God help me to that end.