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Our boys are growing much faster than we anticipated these days. We wake up and they are taller, smarter and eat much more than we budgeted for! We are watching them get older, but even in doing that, it still surprises us. It takes 18 years to grow to adulthood, but it seems like a blink of an eye.

Do you wear a watch? Why? It tells you the time so that you can organize your day, tell if you are early or running late for the next event. It helps you to keep track of "when". We often hear people say "Where did the time go?". You wear a watch, yet, time gets away from you.

The Bible informs us that it is important to be aware of the time. Here are some verses:

Luke 21:36
Watch ye therefore, and pray always, that ye may be accounted worthy to escape all these things that shall come to pass, and to stand before the Son.

Matthew 25:13
Watch therefore, for ye know neither the day nor the hour wherein the Son of man cometh.

Matthew 24:36
But of that day and hour no one knows, not even the angels of heaven, nor the Son, but the Father alone.

There is a warning attached to knowing the time. Basically, it is short and moving faster than we could possibly imagine. The Bible tells us to use discernment in our watching. God is outside of time but eternity is set in our hearts. We always "feel" as if there is more time. There isn't! Time is fleeting and only what we do for Christ will last.

Prayer: Lord, make me a good steward of my time. You are a time redeemer. Make up for my missed moments, give me grace for the present and a blessed future in eternity with You in Jesus name I pray, Amen!

Action: Set your watch or timer and hold your breath for 1 minute if you can. Can't do it? Praise the Lord while you have breath.

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