Where Does Time Go?

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The years go by so much faster than they used to.

Days start with great expectations and we accomplish less than we set out to accomplish and sometimes more and usually more than we think and we step back and scratch our heads with wonder.

We've come farther than we think and somewhere along the line we've learned to live with the paradoxical, quizzical, quintessential mysteries of coming and going, gaining and losing, moving and standing still.

We lose track of time and find ourselves at curious peace with the situation.

We live in the flow and know that we cannot set the course of the river.

We can resist or we can rest in the grace of the moment, the grace of God.

We can breath deeply of the awesome vastness of limitless possibilities and inevitable mortality.

We are so tiny and we are so large.

We were lost, but we are found.

We wandered and now we are at home.

We do not know where the time goes, but we have been blessed to be found in this time and to live out our purpose in time as part of a greater dream.