Every year I wonder where the year went. Every year, the time goes by faster. I figure by the time I'm ready to go home (to heaven), there will be approximately three or four seconds between New Year's Day and Christmas.
It doesn't make sense. When I was a kid, I counted the days, hours, minutes, and seconds left until we could open our gifts. Now I panic because I'm afraid the gifts won't get there in time because, once again, the clock has galloped away at a much quicker rate than any horse ever ran.
However! Time slows down between Christmas and the New Year.
I wonder if that's what it's like when we're dying. Christ might come once again and spend time with me, slowing my life to a livable pace, and lead me to a new place, a place without hurrying and deadlines.
The thought of death does not frighten me. I look forward to it in so many ways, but still I hope it will not happen tomorrow. There is so much to get done, you see.
I have this novel to finish. There are friends' novels I'd like to read and brag about. My son and his wife have a child on the way that I want to see and hold. I'd like to stick around with my husband until he is gone on. There are places and things I haven't seen. And I need to revise my trust.
And yet--when He calls me I will go willingly. There will always be unfinished business. Another baby will always be coming in the future. Stories will be written by others. God will be around to watch over my loved ones. The trust, though--I should get to work on that. There's no guarantee there will be a tomorrow.
What about you? When will you be ready to go? Do you know where you're going when you go? I do know, which is probably why death holds no terror. I hope you'll be there, too.
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Food for thought. Yes, I'll be heaven with you as well. I have no fear of death and have been close at least twice in the last decade, docs weren't holding out much hope. God knows the number of our days and for that I'm thankful. The couple of times I was close, I said my goodbyes and comfort to those to be left behind for the moment. It was odd I guess that I should be so at peace about this. One of the many benefits of being a Child of God. I like you will be a little sad to leave family and friends, but know where I'm going is splendid indeed. Blessings, Susan Fryman
You are so wise, Susan. I love what you have to say.
By the way, are you on Facebook? I tried to look you up to friend you, but there are several with your name. I think I might be the only one with my full name, though, and I would count it a privilege if you would friend me.
Anne, I will friend you when I can, I'm currently under a ban by fb for another 7 days. I'd been asking authors to be friends and they busted me. LOL. I'm listed in FB as SusannGarry Fryman. Blessings and again Merry Christmas dear friend.
Wow, you must be really banned. I couldn't find you under that name, too.
I got warned one time, too. You have my sympathy.
May you and yours have the best Christmas ever, Susan.
~Anne
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