I find it hard to guard my time when I end up giving it all away. The minutes just get swallowed up by grande ideas or grande demands, both competing for all I've got. So I stand empty handed before my open-handed God, and he blesses me. For just as I give my time away, I feel so thankful for the time I have been given.
"Now listen, you who say, 'Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money.' Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes...'"
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