i was listening to a sugarland cd the other day, when jennifer nettles belted out a line that said, "the first and last breath don't matter, it's all the ones that are in-between." which made me stop and think for a minute. time is such a fluid thing, so fast and fleeting, that i don't ponder it much. what am i doing with my life? do i act in a God-honoring way, do i put other's first? what difference have i made in the lives of all those i interact with?
sometimes it's hard to find that bit of light that drives you to keep going. i'll find myself zoning out and poring over skeevy craigslist ads for apartments in nashville, completely invested in the excitement of what is to come. but then, i have to think. this is a precious time. i will never be able to rewind to age twenty and relive life in my apartment with my best friend, or go back to all the hours spent enjoying hollywood and serving on children's worship team. i find myself thinking too often, "oh, i've got time."
because, well. i need to make sure that now is the time, these are the days.
my life just needs to be revved up a bit, and i'm ready to enjoy these last couple weeks in my home state.
what do you do to stay thankful, and make your moments worth it?