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There was a season I turned time into an idol. I didn’t mean to, but between the striving and the scheduling, I started trusting the clock more than the God who made it. I believed that if I managed it well enough, I could control the outcomes. But time isn’t something to conquer. It’s something to steward. You don’t own time. It owns you. And we’re all just living inside its sacred, fleeting rhythm. We live different lives in different phases. There’s the season where you’re dreaming of love, you’re drowning in diapers… the one where you're raising teenagers…And, God willing, the one where you’re holding your grandbaby in your arms, wondering where the years went. Every phase is holy. But the only thing worse than time slipping through your fingers is realizing you never truly lived it. So I sit, in the quiet moments…after the house is settled, after the tiny shoes are lined by the door, and I ask myself: Did I love them well today? Did I give them the best of me or just the rest of me? Was I patient? Did I see them? Or was I too busy managing time again, forgetting it was never mine to master? And as God continues to tenderize my heart, I’ve come to this truth: Eventually, you stop wasting time judging people. You stop gossiping. You stop keeping tabs on others. Because you’re too focused on what’s yours: your marriage. Your children. Your calling. You become a woman whose peace isn’t up for negotiation. Whose mind is stayed on Christ. Whose heart is rooted in Heaven. And the noise? It doesn’t shake you anymore. Because you’ve learned the sweetness of living low to the ground. Hidden in him, anchored in love, content in your assignment. From your very first inhale to your final exhale, you are living in a countdown of grace. And one day, the breath He gave you will return to Him. And you will stand before the Giver of Time and account for how you spent it. I want to be remembered for being faithful. I want my children to rise and call me blessed. I want my husband to say I ran beside him with strength and honor. I want my Savior to say, “Well done.” So hold perspective. You only get one sacred life. Don’t waste it.
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