Tempus Fugit

Sometimes things sound better in a different language, even a dead one.  Tempus fugit suggests something important, something weighty.  Time flies, on the other hand, sounds a bit breezy.  Frankly, the Latin does a better job of conveying how fleeting our hours on this earth are.  Time does indeed fly by -- and it doesn't travel in a circle, returning to us.  Moments come, moments go.  We're already twelve days into the Lenten season.  I don't know about you, but there are days when I feel like my Lenten journey has barely begun!

God gives abundantly but to us.  Of his love, he gives infinitely.  But time is another matter.  I believe that part of our living and dying is a call to be wise stewards of the proverbial four score years we are given on this earth.  Yes, we may go on to some eternal glory after we die, but that does mitigate the preciousness of the gift of life with which we've been blessed.  As best we are able, we should use our days wisely, serving God, building his kingdom, following Jesus.

Time flies.

And then it doesn't.

With this in mind, let us pray that we each have a meaningful, rich Lent, one in which we each live fully into every God-given moment.

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