I looked at the clock and sighed, frustrated with yet another Sunday evening spent in a haze of laundry. Socks, undershirts, pants, work shirts, and towels stood in piles waiting to be put away while I took out the last load from the dryer. Eleven p.m. and NOT all was well.
Gifts of Time and Sabbath Rest
Time is an elusive resource. No matter how hard we try, we can’t grasp it or control it or change it. We complain that there isn’t enough of it in a day to get things done. It flies by when we’re having fun. Things can become frozen in it. The older we get, the faster it goes. It’s of the essence. […]