Thirty days hath September...
I need thirty-one, or thirty-two.--------------------------
in this ninth month of a busy year. But
the days slip by, easing
from summer into fall,
except for the changing light creeping
across my walls and floors.
Is there always too much to do,
more than I can accomplish
in the time I have?
I think it must be so; this
is the same song I'm singing again,
Still I find grateful in
today, another day
when self-imposed deadlines loom
and remind of eternal time
outside of time
It is the last day, and
a first day too for someone
who is not me,
and for me too if I should
in spite of the ticking clock.
Check out my third post in my authentic relationship series, Nothing Hidden - The Breaking, continuing my story of the reality of God's grace for relationship. "If I’d known how hard it would be for us, I would never have married Pete..."
And speaking of time passing, read about getting back in the game with your kids over at High Calling Blogs today. This one made me cry...
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