Tag Archives: Time

I looked into the mirror As I so often do, Applied a little moisturizer And some cover too. I couldn’t help but notice The creases and lines; The dark spots and the wrinkles, All signatures of time. And as I looked intently At what the mirror showed, I couldn’t help …

This is another day It is different From yesterday And it is not the same As tomorrow Today is here now It wasn’t there yesterday And It won’t be around tomorrow It has a time frame Within time itself This time Is short And you need To make a choice Either you will Enjoy what you have now Today This time This moment Or you will Think about yesterday Or worry About tomorrow What …

-- Author unknown

I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.

So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.

All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.

-- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


All are architects of Fate,
Working in these wall of Time;
Some with massive deeds and great,
Some with ornaments of rhyme.

Nothing useless is, or low;
Each thing in its place is best;
And what seems but idle show
Strengthens and supports the rest.

For the structure that we raise,
Time is with materials filled;
Our todays and yesterdays
Are the blocks with which we build.

Truly shape and fashion these;

-- Author unknown

-- Author Unknown

It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.

A modern parable about Precious Time and appreciating life's finite nature

-- By Jeffrey Davis

The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.

-- Author Unknown

"A rich child often sits in a poor mother's lap. " -- Danish Proverb

"Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children. " -- Charles R. Swindoll

"If you want your children to turn out well, spend twice as much time with them, and half as much money." -- Abigail Van Buren

"My mother was the making of me." (Thomas Alva Edison)

Anonymous

To realize the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby.

To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.

To realize the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.

To realize the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed the train.

To realize the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.

To realize the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a silver medal in the Olympics.