As I began packing for my week holiday at our cabin, I stood in my closet thinking of everything I needed to take with me. I paused in silence as I made an invisible checklist in my head. It was so quiet that I began to hear a consecutive, non-stop, ticking noise. A clock! I leaned in towards my jewelry drawer and it got louder. I opened it and sure enough, it was my elephant watch. Ticking away. Minding its own business.

Time. I was hearing time passing by so quickly. Quietly. It was right there in front of me; not stopping to say hello, or ask me about my morning, it was on the move and had places to be. I realized that I wouldn’t hear those very moments again, and it made me feel surprisingly uneasy.

I sat down to write out my thoughts about the watch in my living room. Sitting on the couch in peace so I could concentrate better. As I was typing my first 2 paragraphs, my attention focused on another ticking noise. Another clock! Again, ticking away. And again, the feeling of uneasiness settled in.

Why? Each passing moment isn’t really that big of a deal, right? I always go throughout my day with little care of the time. I do what I need to do, I show up when I need to show up, then I move on to the next thing. However, hearing it today made me realize how fast time really does go by.

Time in measurements; a second, a minute, and an hour. Then a day. Like water dripping into a bucket. Each drop, a second. And every sixty drops, a minute. And every 3600 drops, an hour. All of sudden, a day has gone by, and the bucket is full. It’s all water in this particular bucket, but what about our own “buckets”? What are we “dripping” into it? At the end of the day, if you could pour out your bucket, what exactly would pour out? Is it clean, like pure water? Or is dirty – full of hate, foul language, pride, gossip, jealousy, manipulation, greed, lies? Does it taste good? Is it nourishing to our bodies or to our spirit? Would you take a drink?

I don’t know about you, but I want to pour out love, honesty, joy, kindness, peace, hope, positivity, service, and the Word! I want to be able to drink out of my own bucket and be filled with God’s Spirit! I want my bucket to be filled with the fruits of the Spirit!




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