Timing is everything
Lately I have been mulling over the passing of time. Time is something I will never fully comprehend. It flys by and it creeps on like molasses.
It’s been five years since the passing of a friend. I can’t believe where the time went.
As a senior in high school it was my first experience with death outside of the family. As he was only two years older then I was, it was a huge shock to me and everyone else who knew him.
He lived an amazing life that was tragically shortened. Ever since then, I stopped measuring my time in years and instead began measuring it in moments and memories.
It is hard to believe how much life I have lived in the past five years. Time has sped by. When I look towards the future I can’t help but wish for the minutes on the clock to speed by faster.
I know God has his timing. He must get quite a chuckle out of my thoughts on when I believe things should happen. I am in a constant battle of trying to be content with where I am at in life and appreciating what I have and freaking out about the future. I am not a very “live in the moment” type of person though. I like having a plan. I like knowing what’s next.
Throughout college, especially my senior year, I was consumed with questions about His timing and if it was right. I think it’s true what they say about hindsight being 20/20. I look back to the struggles, frustrations and heartache now with a better sense of understanding and appreciation. If things had gone the way I wanted them to, I wouldn’t be here. I wouldn’t have come across so many amazing people or been given the chance to hear their stories.
It has taken a good 22 years for me to finally start accepting His timing. This summer I decided to let go of what I thought was best for me and threw out the timeline I made for myself.
As a control-freak it is hard for me to let go of pretty much anything. I found letting go was a weight lifted off of me. Now, I am definitely not saying that I don’t still have moments where I panic about my schedule or where I am supposed to be in life. I have just found a better way to decrease my many moments of panic.
I am described by friends and family as bubbly, happy and smiley. I take time to smell the roses. I have the second piece of cake. Why am I bubbly, happy and smiley? I live in the moment. I enjoy the little things. Most of all, I have stopped stressing over the little things that I cannot change.
I encourage you all to take time for yourselves and enjoy the little things. Sometimes the greatest adventures can come from the smallest encounters.
Although our time here on earth is measured, it’s how we choose to spend the time gifted to us that matters. Any moment can be an adventure. Savor your moments and your adventures.
As for me, let the hands of time keep ticking and the adventures continue.