My mom and I were spending the day together a few days ago, picking my mom’s favorite vegetable together when I had a thought, “This is a very precious time with your mom.” I let that thought soak in as I was grateful for the time I’ve been able to spend with my mom the past couple of weeks(she’s been living with me and soon will be moving to my sister’s). Then I had another thought, this time with much more affirmation than the first, “Every second of your life is precious.”
We’ve all heard the saying, live like it’s your last day. But what if we lived not day to day, but second by second? From the moment we are born, a countdown is started, with only God knowing when our time will turn 0:00:00. Wouldn’t we all live differently if we knew what our countdown was? Wouldn’t we treat others with more love, patience and understanding if we knew our family and friend’s countdowns, or even strangers? If I knew my dad’s countdown, I would have spent more time with him. But that’s the beauty of the unknown and of death, because it lets us exercise our true selves, our true faith and priorities. So when that moment is gone, it makes us question our past, thus causing us to change our present and the future.
Every second is a second gone. We don’t get a do-over with time. It truly is so sacred and precious. I’ve been looking at time with a new perspective and trying to live my best, second by second and not wasting it nor taking it for granted. I want to face God one day and be able to tell him, “I lived my best every second.” instead of “I lived my best every day.” #sharingmyheartwithyou