Time… such a short word for such a measurement of life. Time flies when…
You’re having fun
You’re getting ready for an evening
You’re trying to fit an hour’s worth of work in five minutes, or a day’s worth in an hour
Where does the time go? I look back over the year and see some moments in time but that surely is not what I did for a year. So what do I remember…
Laughing with my family
Watching movies with my family
Going to church
Getting together with friends
Does there seem to be an inordinate amount of time in one area? My mind just reminisces over the events of the last year and, yes, this was a great year full of excitement with starting a new business, my youngest child’s last year of high school, and making new friends in all areas of our lives.
I am richly blessed. But there seems to be an area I could use some improvement…the amount of time I spend in the kitchen. I am one that can spend hours preparing a meal-- baking bread, making and simmering a soup, marinating and baking some meat, and then on top of that, throwing together a salad with homemade dressing. No, I am not an overachiever; I just love cooking healthy nutritious food for my family. It’s part of who I am. If I had the time (there’s that word again) and the ingenuity, I would have every morsel that came in touch with my family’s mouth fresh from the farm, field, or river.
But that’s just not possible in the area I live, the amount of other activities I like to be involved with, or the amount of time I love to spend talking and enjoying life with my husband, daughter, and son. Thus, my problem.
The more I meditate on the issue at hand, the more I think of ideas to do in 15 minute segments. What I do as a whole can take hours; not everyone is up for that. But what if I just broke that up in 15 minute bites and still accomplished good food for my family. What if I journaled it for keepsake and possibly helped others to do what I’m doing also? Hmmm..what if?