Disclaimer:

Regardless of what your view on God may be, He wants to have a relationship with you and I. By the way, this isn’t a religious pitch.

This isn’t a ploy to try and get you to see things as I do or indoctrinate you.

Each one of you receiving this post every month are my friends, I respect you and care about you very much. Yes, (and you would know this) even if you don’t believe as I do or we don’t agree, I’m not a disagreeable person…. anymore! LOL

Many have concerns about our nation and indeed the world. I’m asking you to join me in prayer for both. I’m not talking politics or blame here, but asking we share a concerted effort in asking God; what He would have us do for family, friends, neighbors, and fellow citizens. I don’t care where we find ourselves in life, we will need the help and assistance of someone at some point, if it hasn’t happened already. 

We never know where we may find ourselves in life, what situation or circumstance, as life has funny twists and turns. What I’m saying today is; you may have a chance to be a blessing in someone’s life ….please, don’t pass it up.

One never knows when, where or how they may be working for God in ways of being a blessing they never thought imaginable on someone’s behalf. Some have fallen on hard times unexpectedly, and this may continue. If it does, there is nothing like a person that comes in your life as “a bridge over troubled waters” in just the right season, like a cool drink of water in a desert at just the right time.

The good news is that we can all do something whether it’s great or small. Never underestimate the power of our contribution. We may not be able to contribute doing the same thing in the same way, but a contribution is ranked based on the need in that moment. 

When I encourage that we could  “be a blessing,” what I’m saying is that, there are certain things within our power where we can make a difference. You know what that may be and how you might help alleviate a load, convene a moment of sanctuary for a friend.

Some of you reading this post right now whom I know personally, are some of the best at this. In your own way, you find a way to quietly and discreetly contribute; helping family, friends, neighbors, causes, through your businesses, God given skills, you touch lives and families in ways that only God would know. 

In your opinion; there is no need to blow a trumpet or sound an alarm over the things you do but there are a lot of grateful people I believe I can speak for, in saying THANK YOU.

We are living in times that you and I may be called upon to show kindness, compassion, and care, at inconvenient times, in moments where all “your ducks aren’t in a row” and you are called upon to choose, do I serve, or do I pass the opportunity elsewhere?

Some will be called upon to share and even contribute financially if the need arises, so don’t back down or shy away from that opportunity either. Could it be that God has provided for you to be a blessing? Some of you may be a blessing from your kitchen, in cooking or baking, others may be instrumental in visiting hospitals as you stand and console families through a difficult time. Some children may need a big brother or sister who finds themselves orphaned.

Being a patient listener to someone who has no one to confide in, is vital to that one who doesn’t have anyone to confide in, as they dangerously live with an overloaded circuit. I find that in the end, it isn’t the wisdom I offer but the wisdom they actually hear and implement as their solution. Being supportive is a worthwhile venture, be willing to convey the blessing to someone else, you never know how far it may go.  anablepsis.

Brenda, my wife and photographer for this blog reminded me after my March 2025 post, we’d crossed the 5 year threshold with getting out these musings of mine. It hardly seems real.

I’ve received encouragement along the way from some of you to keep going, I appreciate you for it too. I wasn’t as constant in my writing and posts as in recent months, but I’ve grown into some measure of consistency.

When Brenda reminded me of this milestone, it gave me a sense of accomplishment. There are those who are way better at this “being consistent” stuff than me, however the lessons I’ve gleaned are certainly noteworthy.

I was being a perfectionist. This kept me from being steady as a writer and posting monthly. I was always struggling with either the subject matter, worrying about repeating myself, or being concerned with who would be interested in my writings or not. Somehow, I was able to shake that period and just write and little did I know, that in doing this over time I would get a breakthrough!

My mind broke free of the notion that every post needed to be a Pulitzer! 

There is something beneficial in repetitiveness over time, particularly when it comes to things that make us better and who wouldn’t want to be better, right? 

Perfectionism. It’s like a hangnail: it snags almost everything with fabric until remedied. Perfectionism gnaws at the brain, searching for better, looking for “the best possible” when that may have already been achieved through excellence. Excellence is about quality, perfectionism is refusing to accept anything lower, based on one’s own idea of perfection, perfection is personal.

While there’s nothing wrong with improving on something one believes could be better, and doing it in an exemplary way, it needs to ultimately have a conclusion…a finality rather than a mental torment that keeps one from moving forward.

If not careful, perfection can be a prison from creativity and progress. It can be a place of unrest rather than discovery. There has to come a time or place that says; ‘I’ve done my best with this’, next time I can expand on it, or maybe to even learn and grow from it. When a perfectionist turns it loose….this opens the door to freedom and growth.

Once it’s done correctly and in the best quality way, it should be over….correct? After all, what can be better than the best possible?  This is probably how the “A+” concept started. You go from “A” to “A+” to “A++” now the guy who received the “A” feels like a failure because of an imaginary expectation of 2 additional ”’+” signs after the ”A”, which wasn’t really necessary, only maybe to express elation rather than achievement. 

Sometimes there are voices inside the mind that pushes one past what is acceptable to a loving heavenly Father. The voice may sound like a mother, a father or a teacher’s voice. It may be the voice of a coach, a classmate from years gone by, perhaps a coworker. If these voices push us into something other than wonderful and balanced achievement, it may not be the healthiest voice to adhere to.

So here’s to another 5 years of consistent writing and postings.  I hope you stay on board with me on this journey, you are a strong inspiration in why I do it. 

No more perfectionism.

anablepsis.

I’m not a fan of U.S. Daylight Savings Time (DST). So at the risk of sounding negative from the onset, like many things we all have to deal with in life, this is just another one for me.

One reason is how I’m affected physiologically, like (many others) having disruptive sleeping patterns, disorientation, mood, ect. especially in the winter, getting dark early with days being shorter. It’s like living in another time zone.

Some are not bothered by it at all, and to you I give a sincere salute. I was compelled to do a little research on it, just to satisfy my own curiosity.

Daylight Saving Time (DST) I was surprised to find that it was introduced during World War I in 1918 as a way to conserve energy by extending evening daylight hours, reducing the need for artificial lighting. It was temporarily abolished after the war but reinstated during World War II for similar energy-saving purposes.

After the war, (DST) wasn’t observed across states and cities until the Uniform Time Act of 1966 standardized it nationwide, even though states could opt out. Over the years, the start and end dates have changed, with the most recent adjustment coming from the Energy Policy Act of 2005, which extended (DST) to begin from the second Sunday in March extending to the first Sunday in November.

In all fairness, it was only fitting to weigh both the pro’s and con’s of (DST) beyond opinion and preference.

THE PROS SAY:  

1. Energy Conservation – Originally, it was intended to reduce electricity use by decreasing the need for artificial lighting in the evenings. However, modern studies have shown mixed results on whether this is still effective. This is the problem with not revisiting to see if things are still beneficial or advantageous for the current times.
2.  More Daylight in the Evening –was believed that longer daylight hours in the evenings could contribute to outdoor activities, businesses, and retail sale opportunities.
3. Reduced Traffic Accidents – Some research suggests that (DST) reduces car accidents by increasing visibility during the busiest driving hours.
4. Boost to the Economy & Recreation – Businesses that rely on evening activities, such as restaurants and sporting events, claim to see an increase in activity during (DST).

THE CONS SAY:

1. Health Disruptions – The abrupt shift in time can cause sleep disturbances, increase stress, and affect the body’s circadian rhythm. (the natural 24 hour cycles of physical, mental, and behavioral changes that occur in the life of humans.)
2. Increased Risk of Heart Attacks & Strokes – Studies show that the transition to (DST) is linked to a spike in heart attacks and strokes, particularly in the days following the time change.
3. Higher Workplace & Road Accidents – The loss of an hour of sleep in the spring can lead to reduced alertness, increasing the risk of accidents.
4. Inconvenience & Confusion – The time change can disrupt daily routines, especially for businesses and travelers.

So, as you can see, there continues to be ongoing debate, legislative opinion, surrounding the future of DST in the United States, no definitive changes have been enacted at the federal level. The nation continues to observe the traditional biannual time changes.  

“Ahhhh-hhaaaaaa” Oh well, wake me up when they sort it all out… will ya?  

anablepsis.

The idea of mortality and growing older has never been more eye opening than these days. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not uptight about it, I just have come to accept that I’m not a “spring chicken” anymore. So whether I prefer to broach the subject of “aging”(as some would prefer to say it) The signs are there, even though I need bifocals to read them.

When I look back, my body has been setting off alarms over the years. It happened more notably between the ages of 35-40. You might be able to relate to this happening at some point in your life as well. 

You know how it goes, a little pain here, a little soreness there, tingling in the fingertips every so often you notice steps and strides slowing down, bit by bit becoming more winded sooner. These were gradual alarms I sometimes ignored over the years.

You may say; ‘awe Kelvin, you just were a little out of shape, nothing a little exercise couldn’t fix.’ True, but somewhere in the back of my mind, while getting older, I realized what I was conceding in all of it, one fleeting thing ….. My Youth. LOL!

Seriously though, I really want to encourage you with this post (as I encourage myself!) Don’t let anyone count you out because of growing older, we all will get off this “ferris wheel of life” sooner or later, as we only get one trip around on it.

The reality is, you and I have learned some things while living here on this spinning planet. We have experience. We’ve overcome hardships, we have overcome setbacks, disappointments, some experiencing betrayal, death, sorrow and any number of losses but we are still here! Some may still find themselves living in the crucible of difficulty.

I’ve determined not to let my climbing age be an impediment, but an asset. Our true value comes from the inside, particularly if we know the Lord. 

He brings wisdom, understanding, and perspective that is above the limitations, coming from human wisdom, helping us to navigate through life.

At times, I can recall receiving divine solutions that I knew couldn’t have come from me!  It was helping in a subtle but faithful way. It was too brilliant to have come from my own mind. It was the guiding path coming from a loving Father.

Aging is a part of life, so why let it rob you from living a quality life now? We still have value, we have wisdom from experience. We’ve gained understanding that comes over time, memorable pain, this shouldn’t be discarded ….It has helped to shape who we are today. Don’t forget to share this wisdom with those willing to listen and that may find benefit from it. What if they avoid a pitfall? 

So enjoy growing older, laugh while you do it, laugh at yourself, have fun in these years we have left. 

Today is a gift, tomorrow isn’t promised.

anablepsis.

Fatherhood. From the onset let me say everyone doesn’t share my experience. Good, bad, or indifferent, for better or worse. I respect your experience whether having a father in your life or not, if you feel you’ve missed out or not. I’m not here to say you have or haven’t. I’m sensitive to this subject as it summons a variety of memories and emotions for some.

I’ve been fortunate to hear opinions on Fatherhood from a sundry of viewpoints. From the pain of having an irreplaceable Dad in the home and having him ripped away by death, an accident, sickness or another unfortunate circumstance, particularly at a time they needed him most (in some cases was out of your control and his) 

Perhaps you never met your father because you were too young when he passed. There are some fathers who were too volatile to be in the home because of the harm and unrest to mother and siblings. In these cases, when the father was removed it restored peace to the home as some have said, even while some children  still wanted Dad there to keep the family together regardless.

There is also an example of the father who was present but absent, being inside the home but his presence being nothing more than, symbol without substance. 

I may never exhaust the wide range of experiences each person may have about Dad inside or out of their lives. Fatherhood has always symbolized something publicly, even historically.

The expectation of a Dad depending on the era, represented something to the model of family in years gone by. 

Father meant, protector, provider, a source of wisdom and strength inside and out. This was the conventional line of thought when it prevailed.

Like children who come with instructions from the Bible; 

“Train up a child in the way that he should go; when he is old he will not depart from it.” Proverbs 22:6,  

although this describes the parental instructions, children don’t automatically come with direction. 

The direction they should take is typically determined as they grow and develop. This is when you hear them say; ‘I want to be a doctor, lawyer, scientist, dancer, movie director etc. Even when they may not show proclivities to that specific occupation. This is when direction is needed. 

Listen to what the Bible says about children and direction 

3 Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him 4 Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are children born in one’s youth. Psalms 127:3-4 NIV 

Children are like arrows in the hands of warriors (parents) who have the responsibility to discern the direction of their children based on their strengths and leanings, but most vital, is God’s purpose for their lives. 

This was God’s original ideal, but not everyone’s experience even with the best of intentions of the parents who did their best.

This is why children can exemplify a direction in their adult years, quite different from the instructions of their upbringing. Dad’s are no different, who were also children at one time.

Fatherhood, in this ever changing world, like everything else seems to be determined by the general populace. 

Opponents of their ideas are often met with pushback from those seeking to maintain the standard or the status quo as they remember it. 

Some of the ideas may not be applicable as it may not be practical. Like the symbol of family supper time. A time when everyone ate together and discussed the day or children listened to what their parents discussed. 

These things may not be possible in our time because of work and school schedules, sports schedules with parents and children, or may no longer hold the relevance to the parents as it once did while growing up.

Fatherhood shaped my life. Willie James Chambliss. A great Dad, great provider and loving man to his family. You play the cards you’re dealt as a father and you do what you know and feel is best for your family.

My Dad and I talked about his regrets and “if I could do this over” convos, but he was the best Dad for me, he LOVED me and proved it. 

Today, my Dad would have turned 96. I got more than most from his life as a father and I’m eternally grateful….. Happy Heavenly 1st Birthday Dad.

anablepsis.

A man was driving his shiny convertible sports car one clear sunny afternoon on a beautiful stretch of a highway. After some time he came to a winding road that had been cut out through a mountain having two lanes, each going opposite directions. This road would eventually take the driver higher and higher with occasional dips and curves on the beautiful scenic route.

The driver would eventually come to a curve sharper than he’d anticipated and while trying to decline in speed without losing control of the vehicle, and as if that were not enough he found himself quickly having to avoid a huge boulder in the center of the road blocking his lane, in the short distance ahead. 

In an effort to circumvent it, he reflexively switched lanes into the oncoming traffic lane, where thankfully no one was heading however; on that side of the two lanes were no guardrails to protect cars from toppling over the cliffside. 

The driver swerved the car just missing the stone back into his proper lane, only to lose control careening his vehicle into the mountainside, ejecting him from his convertible to the opposite lane over the cliff. He found himself mercifully stuck suspended over the cliffside. 

The one thing keeping him from the endless plunge below was a lone but large branch protruding from the cliff of the mountain which snagged him by the shirt from the fall. 

While somehow managing to wrap his hands around the strong branch, he remained suspended between the unimaginable drop below and the 10 feet overhead that would be his way back to safety. While understandably holding on for dear life, the driver yelled out in desperation above; ‘is anyone up there?’ There was no answer. Again he yelled; ‘Help! is anyone up there’? Again, no answer. A third cry was to no avail. 

After a few minutes which seemed like an eternity of being suspended between life and death, with arms and hands losing strength, he screams out in earnest one last time; ‘is someone, anybody up there’!? In seconds he finally hears a voice but seeing no one replied ‘yes, I’m here’. The man still gripping the branch “white knuckled” by now, found relief in at least gaining some one’s attention hollers back; ‘please, will you help me?’ He hears a reply again, ‘Sure, I’ll help you, do you trust me’? 

Frustrated by such an unrelated and parochial question in that dire moment, the driver yells back ‘yes! yes! I trust you, please help me!’ The voice came back; ‘if you trust me, let go of the branch’. The man hesitates for a moment, looks down at the impossible drop, looks back up and humbly asks; ‘is there anyone else up there’???

This parable describes the human condition as it relates to faith. Faith is a result of absolute confidence and trust. This may even apply to the faith we have or may not have in God. Sometimes our need for Him is never more seen than when things are out of our control.

At times our fear seeks a second opinion, (hence the driver’s plea; ‘is there anyone else up there?’) It’s when we hear, but don’t see our present help, we ask; ‘is there anyone else with a more reasonable solution to my dire circumstance other than letting go?’ 

Abandoning our fear isn’t easy, particularly when facing uncertainty. Holding grudges, gripping to painful memories and unforgiveness will only allow fear to remain stationary in our lives. We work overtime to ensure that the negative deeds done to us, even words spoken over our lives will never come to hurt us again. Whether these words were spoken in passing or in jest. Maybe it’s time to let go of the branch. Holding on only wears us out. When we let go, we find the miracle of God’s hand present to rescue and even heal us. Letting go is to receive God’s loving care.

May this new year make us stronger in our faith, bring healing from the past, and confidence for the future.

anablepsis.

Well, it’s the last month of the year. (The actual date of writing this post was Tuesday October 29th 2024 4:30am PST.) So, I’ve been saving this since then, the following is the post in its entirety.  

I believe we will continue to see a different way of life, permanent change is here in the United States particularly. The change actually began expressing itself over the past several years. For some of us, we have been feeling the ground rumbling under our feet for a while now signaling that change is ahead. 

The dissatisfaction with life in our country, the increasing difficulty in remaining silent. People and groups have started taking matters into their own hands as growing unrest with the norms and freedoms practiced in the U.S. some believe are being threatened. No matter what side of the aisle one finds themselves, and while this post is NOT political, and this post is NOT religious, it may very well be prophetic.

Change is coming to the US and indeed the world, we will all feel it sooner or later. God is speaking to mankind in various ways through these activities. Weather, politics, sickness and disease, the list goes on and on.

These changes can be seen through churches and the various ways we gather to worship. The closing of churches, the removal of pastors. Churches are still meeting virtually post pandemic if at all, while others returned. Changes in educational spaces and the way information is collected in seconds and how proximate we are to that information, and how fast it can be retrieved. 

Remember the days of going to the library for information? 

Innovation in business through technology, with the addition of  A.I. (Artificial Intelligence) the robotic advancement in hotels, restaurants, self driven cars etc. 

Changes brought forth gradually, subtly over time. 

As all of you receiving this email know; I am a man of faith. So what does this actually mean? Many use the term; “men and women of faith”. 

Here is a definition I found online: “A man or woman of faith is someone who trusts in God, has confidence, and is fearless. They believe in God’s words and are encouraged and comforted by them. They also understand that they are loved by God and are a precious creation”. 

While this is a good definition and carries aspects and similarities to my personal definition. I would say it like this; I trust the true and living God. 

I know that various religions and traditions hold beliefs that are different.  This is my personal belief. I seek to live like Jesus Christ, He has been the best example for me to model and live my life after. 

I believe He lives inside my heart (the core of my being, not the muscle) because one day, I invited Him to actually live THROUGH me taking residence. 

This has influenced not just my faith, but my marriage, extended relationships, my behavior, the way I think, love, and the patience I have with myself and others. 

This improvement list will grow just as I am growing.

I find that Jesus Christ’s teachings in the Bible are NOT best substantiated in my life by my teaching, but by the example of my living.

It is through this prism, I see God, the world, and my place inside of it. I’m saying this to say; come what may, I am NOT alarmed and am not fearful for the changes that are coming upon us because I believe God will be speaking through it.

While that’s all well and good for me and Brenda and our family, I want you to experience the same confidence we have through these (could be, troubling uncomfortable times) that God will take care of us and keep us, as we come to know Him more closely and seek His plan for our lives in more of a deliberate and personal way.

The problems we are facing and will face will NOT be solved with the solutions we’ve known before. Who will be  the next President? Can he or she make it better for us? Who will fix and save us from this? Who do we look to or where should we look?

This is what God says; So do NOT fear, for I am with you, do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. Isaiah 41:10. 

This promise however, comes with a condition dear friend. 

The solution for all these difficult circumstances and chaotic times we have seen and the destabilization we’ve yet to see has a spiritual panacea, taken from the Bible. 

No matter how you slice it up, you can’t mistake the steps that God is requiring as a way back to Him and peacefulness for our own lives even if not in the world at large.

If people who are called by My name will humble themselves , and pray and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and heal their land. 2 Chronicles 7:14

I look forward to seeing what awaits ahead in 2025.

anablepsis.

As we get closer to the holiday of Thanksgiving I’ve been pondering.  What is the true spirit of Thanksgiving? 

Should it only be limited to the traditional family dinners with relatives and friends? While these moments of celebration have their place, and undoubtedly should be enjoyed, a spirit of thanksgiving and gratitude might be something worth considering.

If not careful, things we’ve come to expect to be routine, predictable and stable can easily be overlooked without the spirit of thanksgiving. 

I’m calling the spirit of thanksgiving a lifestyle of giving thanks and expressing gratefulness for things we tend not to observe until they are missed. These can fall into the category of people, circumstances, relationships, an advantage or status of privilege in something everyone may not enjoy.

Something as simple as waking each morning with our health and strength. How about leaving home and coming back to a house intact with everything still standing as you left it and couple that; with some of our fellow Americans who have been displaced by the tragic storms, over the past several weeks. Their lives totally upended and altered for some, irreparably.  

Think about getting in your car and thoughtlessly expecting it to fire up to take you to the errand or responsibilities and appointments you have on the schedule, and making it safely home without incident. These are things that might be taken for granted, which should be cause for giving thanks.

With the speed of our lives these days along with the distractions within that pace, we might overlook obvious things we really are grateful for that often go without notice or mention.

As a way of personal testimonial. I’m coming to see the benefit and lessons gleaned from the hard and difficult times in my life as well. And while I would never ask for them, they come unexpectedly and unsolicited. Anyway, who would look at heartbreak, disappointment and pain only to surprisingly find healing, hope and strength? These aren’t typical places to find added value for our lives, but we could. 

We will have involuntary encounters that bring us good results even though we would never like to revisit the way it all played out. The resilience, independence and wisdom we received, for these things we should be grateful and give thanks. They have made us who we are today for the better.

So in this season of Thanksgiving remember to give thanks  for the good, the bad, the difficult and unthinkable.

 After all, it didn’t do to us in the end what it could have or even may have been designed to do. We have survived, and it’s a lot to be thankful for!

Happy Giving Thanks,

anablepsis

In a few days my wife Brenda, will be celebrating her birthday. While this post will be a total surprise to her, I am sending this out as an homage, as I think of lessons I’m learning from our journey together.  

Marriage is hard. Good marriages take work and great marriages take commitment. While this post isn’t about marriage, the observation is certainly noteworthy.

Commitment has little to do with feelings and more to do with doing it regardless. Like anything, there will be days we’re just not feeling it. We all have them, even though responsibility compels us to bite the bullet. 

Our steadfastness to the value of commitment in areas of our faith, family, work, learning and personal development, adds strength to the foundation for our lives. 

Except in rare cases, I’ll bet someone, somewhere is counting on us to be loyal, available, healthy, honest, dependable, listening, compassionate, faithful, forgiving, prayerful and supportive, and this list may be inexhaustible.

While commitment isn’t for the faint of heart, its main focus isn’t self serving, but a focus on others, and is outreaching. It ensures and gives confidence to another that we can be counted on and will remain steady.

As one would expect, there will be obstacles to what we commit ourselves to, which behooves us to consider before committing. 

At times there are things out of our control, death, delays, bad weather, bad health, terrible timing, unforeseen circumstances… However, when we honor our obligation we go the distance even above and beyond at times. 

Even in the toughest of circumstances, we strive to keep our commitment as best as humanly possible, as they should be consciously made and honorably upheld.

Granted, that’s how I envision commitment, you may not agree with me at all, but in my perception of commitment, it’s not easy to get out of, because our word is on the line. 

This is why we should count the cost BEFORE commiting.

That said; this is what I wanted to describe to you about Brenda, her commitment in standing with me through a severe rough patch of life. She has been commitment personified, it inspires me to live more committed as well!

I realize everyone doesn’t have this, and frankly I don’t have it because I deserve it, but in some way God smiled on me and sent kindness my way. 

By the way, this commitment is a two way street! So my prayer for you isn’t to have what I have, but better. Maybe it won’t be found in a marital  relationship or maybe it will.

My cautionary question is; is it the commitment you seek to provide for others in a selfless way, or is it the commitment you’re holding out for to receive from them?  The good news is, we get to decide.

Happy Birthday Brenda and thank you for your selfless devotion.

anablepsis.

Last night I dreamed I was living inside my last day of life. I hasten to point out that I’ve never been able to choreograph my dreams, let alone remember them. I’ll further add, I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. As I consider it further, I believe this dream contains more insight than death and its reality. This dream reminded me of the gravity and value of time. Time is one of the most valuable resources in life itself because of how finite and irreplaceable it is. 

Once a moment passes, it can never be retrieved, making time more precious than money or any material possession. How we use time directly impacts what we can achieve. There is what we prefer to do, and there is what we should do. At times we are unable to differentiate the two. 

Have you ever passed on something that wasn’t pressing, but important? We chose comfort or entertainment over the thing that wasn’t pressing, but necessary.

Time, like equity, can add value to our lives. I received a notice in the mail that my drivers license was expiring in about 90 days. The time it took to fill out the DMV application online without being “under the gun”gave me  peace of mind, averting an expired license experience or spending hours in line at the DMV on the last day. 

That time could now be used in another productive way. No stress.

Our life is essentially the sum total of our time. The experiences, relationships, and memories that define our lives are all built in how we spend our time. 

The choices we make in how, where and with whom we spend our time may be just as important as time itself. 

The nature of time is that each of us is running out of it everyday, all day. This befits us to remember the prayer of Moses in Psalm 90:12; ‘So teach us to number our days, that we may get a heart of wisdom’ – ESV

Because life is so brief, Moses prays to God for wisdom on how to use our days because of how few there are left. 

In other words, “Give us Your wisdom, that teaches us how to best use our time.” -Kelvin translation

This opens up something important. Have you ever considered yourself just a manager of time rather than an owner of it? 

When it comes to life, we don’t “punch our own time clock”to exit. So with this in mind, I see the importance of Moses’ appeal all the more. 

Try to enjoy quality moments that aren’t clouded with complaining, dissatisfaction, anxiety and the like, this is our one and only tour through life, and it’s far too short… don’t sweat the small stuff.  

anablepsis.