As I sit in the office this morning, I look at my calendar for the month of February and I see all of the things that I am supposed to do. All of my appointments, responsibilities, my to-do list, classes I have to teach, and things I can’t afford to forget. Each one is written in a square and each one of those squares represents my days. Every square has a number and it tells me what day I am on at the moment. I fill these squares with so many things, yet I can only live one square at a time. These four little lines, make up the box that organizes my life. Each box has an invisible door that leads to the next square.Next month, there will be a box with a number 8 on it. I will be 34 on that day. That means that I have experienced 12,410 boxes.
We all fill squares, most of us sense that our squares are chaotic, stuffed with too much activity, but that we will get around to what matters most, one day, when things settle down.
Psalm 39:4-5 // “Lord, remind me how brief my time on earth will be. Remind me that my days are numbered, and that my life is fleeing away. My life is no longer than the width of my hand. An entire lifetime is just a moment to you; human existence is but a breath.”
When I look at my life in that context, I believe that it is imperative that we fill our squares with what matters most. I don’t want to look back in my life over all that God has given me and have regrets, wondering if I have made the most of each opportunity.
All of life matters and every day counts; God has given us a gift and it is called time. So love the people around you, say the words that need to be said, do what is important today, because we are not promised tomorrow.