This Week In Review…Sunday Edition
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"You can't give your life more time. So give the time you have more life."
That quote stopped me in my tracks.Most of us spend our days trying to add more time to our lives. We wish for another year, another month, another vacation, another opportunity. We promise ourselves that we'll start living after the promotion, after retirement, after the children are grown, after the bills are paid, after life finally slows down.But life has a way of reminding us that tomorrow is a promise none of us has been given.
The truth is, you can't add one more second to the clock God has already appointed for your life. Jesus Himself asked, "Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life?" The answer is simple: none of us can.
What we can do is make every hour count. Too many people are merely existing instead of living. They wake up, go to work, pay bills, scroll through social media, complain about politics, watch television, go to bed, and repeat the cycle until one day life has quietly passed them by. They have survived—but they haven't truly lived.
God didn't create us simply to occupy space on earth. He created us to make a difference while we're here. Live enough to tell your family you love them while they can still hear it. Live enough to forgive someone before bitterness steals another year of your joy. Live enough to laugh until your stomach hurts. Live enough to encourage a stranger. Live enough to take your children and grandchildren fishing, to the park, to church, to dinner, or simply to sit on the porch and talk. Live enough to chase the dream God placed in your heart instead of spending your life explaining why you never tried. And above all, live close enough to God that when your time on earth is finished, there will be no regrets about how you spent it.
I've stood beside too many hospital beds and too many caskets to tell you what people regret at the end of life. Rarely do they wish they had worked another weekend or bought a bigger house. Instead, they wish they had spent more time with the people they loved, forgiven sooner, laughed more often, served more faithfully, and trusted God more completely.
Life isn't measured by the number of birthdays we celebrate. It's measured by the number of lives we've touched, prayers we've prayed, tears we've wiped away, and moments we've embraced.
So don't wait for the perfect time. Don't postpone your purpose. Don't delay your kindness. Don't save your joy for "someday." Give the time you have more life.
Call the friend. Take the trip. Read the Bible. Pray with your family. Start the business. Write the book. Serve your community. Love without reservation. Forgive without hesitation. Worship without embarrassment.
Because one day the clock will stop—not because you ran out of dreams, but because you ran out of time. When that day comes, may it never be said that you simply existed. May it be said that you lived.
Don't just count your days. Make your days count.