Today, every minute will come only once.
We are 12 years old, once; 12 years 1 minute, once.
We are 12,000 days old, once. We are 11 hours and 47 minutes into today, once.
We are new born babies, once.
We will be sitting on the very last moment of our lives here on earth, once.
Yet with God, each of these one time only clicks on the time table of eternity, is full of infinite possibilities. We grind with impatience because we won’t be fully alive in the “one time only” moment we are in. Looking into it, around it and seeking to make it as full of life as He can fill it.
People, for instance can be tattooed onto our heart, rather than chancely brought into our lives. Every mother on earth knows well the needle and ink, carve and stain, like windows of beauty, our children are. Their breaths are each an added carve into our souls. What should we be like, if every moment inked our breaths like that? Oh! How we ourselves would then agree with Almighty God to stretch them out to infinity! Patience would never again be viewed as a for letter word.
We must call in and recall our troops that push us into a day, headlong into the next moment without strenuous effort to feel and breathe each second to its maximum!
Don’t let time “bleed out” on your perspectives. Put a tourniquet on the rush of life – face the Infinite God full on each moment, and watch as His blood covers each “one time only” and tattoos them into eternity.
♡ Grace and peace in Yeshua the Messiah ♡