The Fugitive Moment

I just had a birthday and I can't believe how much I've already lived.

When I was younger (and I am still young...this isn't an 'I'm so old' blog) I seemed to have so many hours in the day, and now I feel like I have so few.

It is already February.

Can you believe it?

I was listening to a hymn today and it said:

"...our time as a stream Glide swiftly away

and the fugitive moment refuses to stay."

It has made me think: What do I do with my fugitive moments?

I have missed quite a few, I've made the most of some, and I hope I have the sense to do the best I can with the ones that remain, because they DO refuse to stay.

This life is meant to be enjoyed, and I know one thing for sure, I'm not going to "waste" my fugitive moments being busy.