Friday, January 7, 2011

Then and Now


Then:
no thought of numbered days
they stretched in endless line
no thought of fragile frame
or swiftly passing time
no need to count the moments
a limitless supply
enough to deepen faith
to hold a loved one tight

Now:
each day a treasured gift
the end of them in sight
the body growing weary
more thoughts of coming night
familiar faces dearer
no rush to hurry by
faith running deeper, surer
in Him who holds our time

"I will be your God throughout your lifetime - until your hair is white with age.
I made you, and I will care for you.
I will carry you along and save you."
Isaiah 46:4

Blessings,
Linda

9 comments:

Laura said...

Don't I wish I had treasured each day from the start? Thank you for this, Linda. So lovely...makes me a little sad.

And thank you for your kind words over at my place. And for your prayers for my father. Love you.

S. Etole said...

your writing speaks to my heart each time ...

Dawn said...

So beautiful. I need to take these words to heart and not take my parents for granted.

Heather said...

Just this morning I was thinking on the passage of time, Linda... and how quickly *life* is flying by. My little people are no longer little, my youngest no longer in diapers. I struggle with it so and *wish* it weren't that way... but alas, it is. Thankfully, we have a Father who knows, who feels, who understands... and in Him I find my comfort... b/c He ordained it to be this way. And His ways are always best!!

Love your writing... so eloquent, so timely, so perfect. A blessing beyond belief, my friend!! So thank you :) And have a beautiful weekend!

Angie Knight said...

Linda--you are such a gifted writer. Anointed.

Beautiful words--so fitting for each of us.

God bless you greatly this weekend!

B. Meandering said...

Beautiful Linda. This brought an ache to my heart, but also a smile to my lips as I thought about my parents, their love for God, for each other, for us three kids, and for so many others. What I remember most was their unshakable, deep love for each other. They were smitten right up to when Dad went to meet Mom in heaven. Wonderful example to grow up with.

B. Meandering said...

Oh and congrats on your post being featured in "The High Callings" website. That was truly an exceptional piece of writing, Linda. I remember the awe I felt when I first read it.

lil red hen said...

Oh this becomes so meaningful as I approach the "days of our years, threescore and ten". Thank you for this.

deb said...

sigh.