Make it Count

The crocuses are coming up around our house these days... Also a patch across the street by the newspaper box. And even in the lawn by the church side door. It's amazing where they poke up. Equally amazing is that somewhere around the homes and churches I've served, these first flowers of spring are coming up in the most unexcpected of places. I guess its not coincidental! I fancy myself the Paul Bunyon of the crocus world. It could be worse: I could fancy myself along the lines of a governor of New York!
The crocuses are that ray of joy after a long winter. My dad likes them too and around his home in Montreal he has them popping up; also all over the place. A few years ago he sent me 100 to get me started on my crocus journey.
I plant these wee flowers just where I can see them the most because they are so very short lived. They've got to count.
Life is short for the crocus and it is for us as well. We too must make it count. There is not a moment in a day to be lost. The minute you lose is gone forever.
- The time spent feeling sorry for yourself is a moment lost.
- The time spent drinking and drugging is time lost.
- The time spent arguing over useless topics is time gone.
- The time spent seething over some perceived slight is a total waste.
- The minutes paying attention to goofy gossip and hurtful comments about others is absurd minutes lost.
The crocus lives a short time but in it spends all its time beautifying its world.
How are you spending your time?