A Broken Record

Time is flying.
                   
                              Time is flying.

                                                        Time, is flying!

I can't say it enough.  The moments may be long, but the days and months seem to flash before my eyes.  Sometimes it takes my breath away.

Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.

~Psalm 144:4

Wasted moments, there are too many of them!  Each day is a battle of choosing what is important over what seems urgent, choosing what lasts forever over what only lasts a moment.

As for man, his days are like grass;

he flourishes like a flower of the field;

for the wind passes over it, and it is gone,

and its place knows it no more.

But the steadfast love of the LORD is from

everlasting to everlasting on those who fear him,

and his righteousness to children’s children,

to those who keep his covenant

and remember to do his commandments.

~Psalm 103:15-18

Time is Flying and I've been busy trying to catch it.