Reflections 1/9/2020: I love the feel of sand sifting through my fingers, and have sat on beaches where I used my fingers as a filter for hours at a time! So mesmerizing! So comforting! But when I think of sand sifting through an hour glass it makes me a little panicky. “Must STOP the flow of time! I want some say in how it falls through the funnel, defining the span of my life!” So I try to cup the beach sand with tight fingers to hold it securely in the palm of my hand, to feel some semblance of control… but it doesn’t work! It continues to find gaps that allow gravity to call the shots. Aging is like that. Trying to cling to what IS, only creates a slap-in-the-face realization that efforts to control the duration of my life are pointless! Trajectory is adjustable, but duration is not my call. That would be depressing, or anxiety producing BUT I trust You Lord! “My times are in Your hands!” (Ps. 31:15) So simple. So comforting. But only as I know intimately the goodness and wisdom of Your heart toward me. Sooo, hourglass flow freely… I will cherish each falling grain of sand as a gift from You to enjoy THIS day, THIS moment to the fullest!