Time...it's a precious thing...

Praise the Lord! God has really blessed me this week, in that I've really been much more peaceful and excited about moving to St. Louis. To be perfectly honest, last week was rough. I wasn't excited and was really having a hard time processing my grief and frustration of leaving my family, friends and everything I know to be familiar. I don't think I've ever cried so much in my life as I did last week. Bless you, those of you who put up with me last week. And bless you even more for continuing to read my blog, despite my recent "mourning" posts. Grieving sucks. And I'm only moving. Not dying.

I'm sorry to continue my recent patterns of blogging, but I'm realizing how much I'm going to miss seeing my cousins. I'm so blessed to have most of my family in the area, so we spend ALOT of time together. I'm going to miss them. ALOT. Time is precious...and I'm not just saying that because I'm leaving...

Time is always precious and we shouldn't waste it. We never know when the Lord will call us back to Himself. We must use wisely now the time we've been given.

"There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for everything under heaven- A time to live and a time to die; ...A time to weep and a time to laugh; ...a time to tear apart and I time to bring together; ...He has made all things good in His time. He has also set Eternity on their hearts..."

-Ecclesiastes 3:1-12

And so, with our hearts turned towards heaven and our hands held high, we must live as though each day were our last day here on this earth... For it very well may be.