I have been reflecting on Time,
that ever-flowing river, that moves without pause. It drifts through our days often unnoticed, until we look back and wonder where it went. It doesn’t wait, doesn’t slow down, doesn’t offer second chances. And if we’re not careful, it can slip through our fingers like sand, leaving us wishing we had lingered a little longer.
We often find ourselves postponing the things we love, pushing our passions to the side with the hope that tomorrow will offer more time. But tomorrow isn’t promised. And even when it arrives, time continues its steady march forward, indifferent to our intentions, plans, or hopes.
I’ve been away from my family for two years now. We talk every day, and while those calls, text messages are a comfort, they’re an echo of the time we spent together. I miss the closeness, the warmth of being together without a screen between us. The anger, laughter, the shared meals, the simple moments of just being present—it’s in those memories that I realize how precious time truly is. The yearning I feel, the need to communicate them, is an extension of all the love and time we once shared. Sometimes, I wish I lingered more, spent more time with my baby sister, soaked in every moment just a little longer.
Time reminds me that every second is a gift, and once it's gone, all we have left are memories. And so, I urge you, friend: don’t let time slip away unnoticed. Linger in the love you have right now, be present in the lives of those around you. Cherish the little things, the moments that seem ordinary but are filled with beauty. Don’t wait for tomorrow to do the things that light you up. Love wholeheartedly, live intentionally, preserve time in photographs, videos, voice memos, and make time for the things that matter. Time won’t wait for us to catch up, but we can choose to live in step with it, to make the most of the moments we’re given.
I wish I could tell time to slow down just a little for this heart that loves to feel. I wish I could ask it to pause so I could bask in the moments I have with those I hold dear. More time to love, more time to know, more time to tell people about Christ, more time to be, more time to live freely, unburdened by the weight of what’s next…. sigh. But time will always move forward, so please, try to move with it. Savor every beautiful moment, hold on to the things that truly matter to you.
Please.
All my love,
Tife 🩵.
“Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to such and such a city, spend a year there, buy and sell, and make a profit”; whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.”
James 4:13-14 NKJV
I got a number of heartfelt responses to my last article, ‘Holding on to Joy.’ I am grateful to God, and it warms my heart that this piece, inspired by Him, spoke to many of you. In all honesty, I almost didn’t write that article when God nudged me to. I have struggled with joy myself the most, this year so I didn’t feel like the right person to share such uplifting words. When I started this blog, I made a promise to be authentic in every piece I write, so at the time, writing about joy felt almost dishonest. But I’m thankful that I listened to God and didn’t make it about me. I’m grateful I allowed His words to flow through me, reaching the hearts He intended—and the hearts He will still lead here. God is such a mindful Father.
I think this is interesting because about a week ago, my journal asked me "what confuses you the most?" And It was such a hard question to answer and I eventually wrote time. Time lately has been one of the most confusing concepts.
Transitioning into adulthood fr has been jarring and time has been one of the hardest things to conceptualize and I pray that God teaches me how to navigate that.
Nonetheless, thank you for sharing 🤍.
This is so beautifully written. I come back to it every once in a while. The concept of time passing is a bittersweet feeling. I often find myself reminiscing about the good times; this is not necessarily a bad thing, but it sometimes stands in the way of me fully enjoying the present. Thank you for the reminder to be more present.