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When I was young, I could not wait to grow up. Now that I am older, I sometimes catch myself looking toward heaven with that same sense of longing.

Life has a strange way of changing what I reach for. As a child, I wanted to be older. I wanted freedom, work, a home, and a life of my own. The years ahead seemed full of promise, and I wanted them to come faster.

Now I know how fast they really come.

Gray hair appears. The body slows down. Friends and loved ones leave this world. Heaven no longer feels like a far-off thought. I believe it is real, and I look forward to the day when I will be with the Lord.

But I also believe God has a purpose for every part of my life.

Ecclesiastes 3:1 says, “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens.” I was not meant to stay a child forever, and I am not meant to rush through the years God has given me now. Each season has its own work. Each season can teach me something. Each day gives me another chance to love, forgive, help, pray, and grow closer to God.

Psalm 90:12 says, “Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” Getting older has helped me understand that verse in a way I could not when I was young. A day is not just another square crossed off a calendar. It is time God has placed in my hands.

I may use that day to call someone who is lonely. I may tell my family that I love them. I may forgive an old hurt. I may pray for someone who has lost their way. I may do one small good thing that nobody else ever hears about.

That day still matters.

Paul wrote in Philippians 1:21, “For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain.” I love the balance in those words. I do not have to fear death, but I do not have to rush toward it either. While I live, I have work to do. When my time comes, I trust the Lord with what comes next.

Jesus said, “As long as it is day, we must do the works of him who sent me” (John 9:4). That reminds me why another morning is worth being thankful for. If God has allowed me to wake up, then my life still has room for love and good work.

As a child, I wanted the next stage of life to come quickly. As I grow older, I understand that God does not waste a season. Childhood had its purpose. The years of work and raising a family had their purpose. These later years have a purpose too.

And heaven will come in its proper time.

Until then, I want to receive each morning as a gift instead of merely waiting for what comes after this life. I can long for heaven while still being thankful for earth. I can look forward to meeting the Lord while still making good use of the days He gives me here.

Every sunrise means I still have a chance to become a little more loving than I was yesterday.

Prayer: Lord, thank You for every day You have given me. Forgive me when I rush through the season I am in or spend too much time looking ahead. Help me use the time that remains to love You, care for others, mend what can still be mended, and do the good that is still mine to do. When my final day comes, let me meet it with peace. Until then, help me wake each morning grateful that You have given me another day with a purpose. Amen.

What do you believe God is still giving you time to do in this season of your life?When I was young, I could not wait to grow up. Now that I am older, I sometimes catch myself looking toward heaven with that same sense of longing.

Life has a strange way of changing what I reach for. As a child, I wanted to be older. I wanted freedom, work, a home, and a life of my own. The years ahead seemed full of promise, and I wanted them to come faster.

Now I know how fast they really come.

Gray hair appears. The body slows down. Friends and loved ones leave this world. Heaven no longer feels like a far-off thought. I believe it is real, and I look forward to the day when I will be with the Lord.

But I also believe God has a purpose for every part of my life.

Ecclesiastes 3:1 says, “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens.” I was not meant to stay a child forever, and I am not meant to rush through the years God has given me now. Each season has its own work. Each season can teach me something. Each day gives me another chance to love, forgive, help, pray, and grow closer to God.

Psalm 90:12 says, “Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” Getting older has helped me understand that verse in a way I could not when I was young. A day is not just another square crossed off a calendar. It is time God has placed in my hands.

I may use that day to call someone who is lonely. I may tell my family that I love them. I may forgive an old hurt. I may pray for someone who has lost their way. I may do one small good thing that nobody else ever hears about.

That day still matters.

Paul wrote in Philippians 1:21, “For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain.” I love the balance in those words. I do not have to fear death, but I do not have to rush toward it either. While I live, I have work to do. When my time comes, I trust the Lord with what comes next.

Jesus said, “As long as it is day, we must do the works of him who sent me” (John 9:4). That reminds me why another morning is worth being thankful for. If God has allowed me to wake up, then my life still has room for love and good work.

As a child, I wanted the next stage of life to come quickly. As I grow older, I understand that God does not waste a season. Childhood had its purpose. The years of work and raising a family had their purpose. These later years have a purpose too.

And heaven will come in its proper time.

Until then, I want to receive each morning as a gift instead of merely waiting for what comes after this life. I can long for heaven while still being thankful for earth. I can look forward to meeting the Lord while still making good use of the days He gives me here.

Every sunrise means I still have a chance to become a little more loving than I was yesterday.

Prayer: Lord, thank You for every day You have given me. Forgive me when I rush through the season I am in or spend too much time looking ahead. Help me use the time that remains to love You, care for others, mend what can still be mended, and do the good that is still mine to do. When my final day comes, let me meet it with peace. Until then, help me wake each morning grateful that You have given me another day with a purpose. Amen.

What do you believe God is still giving you time to do in this season of your life?
Credit to ~Gods grace

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