Time in a bottle...

You know that old song "If I could save time in a bottle..."?? I think it's by Jim Croce or James Taylor or some other raspy-voiced, gray-haired, hippie rocker. Anyway, for some reason that song has been in my head for the last few hours. I've only heard the song maybe 10 times total and 8 of those times were when I taught it to a 7th grade voice student a few summers ago (FYI: it's got a really simple melody, easy for those with pitch problems!) Anyway, there is no real reason why that song should be playing like a broken record in my mind. For some reason, though, I can't make it stop.

"If I could save time in a bottle, the first thing that I'd like to do is save everyday till eternity passes away just to spend them with you...."

The song carries on about how there's not enough time in the day to spend with your true love and how if said hippie rocker could just save time in this bottle (likely to have been recently emptied of it's mind-mumbling alcohol) than he would be happy and content because he could just spend all that saved time with the one he is meant to be with.

As saptatstic and wonderful as that may sound, it's got me thinking. What if we could save time in a bottle?? Let's say the good Lord came down to me tomorrow and asked me if I would like to freeze the next year of my life in some sort of celestial time capsule (aka: "bottle") . Would I say yes?? At first thought... Heck Yeah, I'd say Yes. I'd say yes, hug the kind sir, and then call all of my friends to tell them about the sweet deal I just got from God. At second thought (which is usually when all my good, intelligent thoughts come around)... I would say no. Before you think I'm completely out of my gourd here, let me explain. Let's take the same sweet deal... God comes down from the golden heavens, asks me the same question, only this time it was a year ago today. A year ago today, He asks if I would like to save my time in a bottle. In thinking back over the last year of my life. I can't think of a single thing that I would like to re-live. I mean, sure I had some awesome times. Graduation, Upstairs/downstairs war with the roommates, Seatback, my baptism... the list could go on for quite some time. Although all of those things were great and I loved them at the time, I wouldn't want to a single one of them over. I wouldn't want to reenact anything that I already acted in the first place. I can also think of a quabillion things I don't want to remember about the past year. We dont even need to get into those. Anyway, my point is....

Jim Croce sings this beautiful song about saving his time in a bottle. We hear all the time about how time flies. I guess what I'm saying is that time doesn't need to be saved because if you kept the old you in a bottle somewhere, you'll never be able to grow into the new you. If we keep dreaming and holding onto the times that were, we'll never be able to experience the times that will be. I say... let time fly. Let the hours feel like seconds, days like minutes. Live each one of those minute-like days, but live them to the fullest. Experience them. Jesus says in John 10:10 "I have come so that they may have life and have it to the full!!"

People always say "Don't blink or you'll miss it". I say... Let's blink, because when we open our eyes... we'll be right where God intends us to be!