Time in a Bottle.

 

I love that song and I’ve a story about it. It was my high school senior (’74) class song and Jim Croce had been killed in a plane crash just before the song was released. One evening that May, my entire family was in our car together when it played; and everybody sat there and listened until it finished. Mother commented that the words were so true…

 

…there never seems to be enough time

       to do the things you want to do

           once you find them…

 

My daddy had just been diagnosed with bone cancer and he died 19 months later. He was only 43. I thought a lot about that the year I turned 43. We just never know how many more breaths we’re going to get.

 

For they are like

     a breath of air;

         their days are like

               a passing shadow.

                  Psalm 144:4

 

 

But there’s a whole next life coming after this one. And I know, beyond a shadow of any doubt, I’ll see him again.

 

Till then, I’ll keep praying.