Time is precious!
Here is a question for you to ponder during today’s reading:
Since we do not have much time, and time is precious, what is it time for you to do?
Time to stop wasting time.
Today’s post comes as a result of our poll from March. To read the results of the poll, click here. The blog also has posts about how to make the days special. Part I is here, two is here, and three is here.
My personal caregiving story for today…
Use the Good Towels
It is almost 11pm and I should be getting ready for bed. Instead, I am still unpacking from a weekend road trip that took us a few states away. Everyone else is nestled in bed, except for my husband who was on a different trip. His plane, from Idaho, should touch down shortly.
As the house is quiet, I finish the ironing for Monday, unpack luggage, and get a child’s project supplies ready so she can have them before school tomorrow. Earlier, I was thinking how nice a hot shower would feel after a long road trip with a sick child. I was looking for clean towels and could find none.
Seriously… none! There was not a clean towel in sight.
Where did the clean towels go?
How could we have no clean towels? Did my husband hide all the towels, after I left town? He was not here for me ask.
It felt like that moment when you realize you only have one of each type of sock. All you can do is shake your head and ask, “where do the other socks go?”
After looking through the dryer and linen closet, I discovered that my original assertion was correct. There were, in fact, no clean towels. Knowing I did not want to wait a couple of hours to wash and dry the towels, I pondered how to shower with no towels.
A peculiar thought ran through my mind. It was not peculiar in the way you might imagine, but it was certainly a strange thought to me. I actually contemplated using one of my grandmother’s good towels.
After my grandmother passed away six years ago, my mother gave me one of my grandmother’s unused towels.
Grandma’s special towel-
The flamingo towel was special to my grandmother. It was a running joke between Grandma and her deceased nephew. She kept the towel in her closet and only pulled it out to show it off.
I am unsure how long my grandmother had the towel, but I do know I had the towel for six years and never used it. When my mother gave me the towel, it was a surprise. My mother knew I would appreciate the story behind the towel.
I did appreciate the story behind the towel and I wanted to keep it pristine in honor of my grandmother. When my mother gave it to me, I put it toward the bottom of my linen closet, under several sets of sheets. I knew if it were that far down that no one would find it.
I was protecting the towel from being used as a dust rag or an oil rag or a paint rag… or to mop up dog messes. Since many of my towels were used by different family members for some odd project and then discarded, I wanted to keep the special towel in a safe location.
A time for everything… including a time to use a special towel.
Tonight was different though. I had survived a long, bizarre weekend in a town that was just now rebuilding itself after massive wildfires a few months ago. The trip allowed me to have a better appreciation of time and how fleeting it is.
Perhaps you know what I am talking about. You have conquered some things you did not feel you would and now you want to reward yourself.
1. A hot shower
2. To smile while looking at this brand new towel hanging from the rack in my bathroom
Using the towel is something I never thought I would do. In light of the current circumstances, I made a pact with myself. I vowed that when the shower was over, I would wash the towel and quickly restore it back to its hiding place. I did not want the towel to be mistaken for a tarp or a towel that could be easily lost at the gym.
Time is fragile.
We do not know how much time we have.
There are not enough hours in the day to do all that we want to do.
Occasionally we must celebrate and reward ourselves for a job well done.
“After the last suitcase is unpacked and the food is prepped for tomorrow, I will look at my grandmother’s prized towel. Then I will shower while chuckling at the story behind her treasured possession. Finally, I will sleep in peace knowing my precious grandmother is smiling down on me. She is probably in Heaven laughing that I could wash my hair and face thanks to her towel.”
Yes, I smiled over a towel that was kept over time and given at due time so I could appreciate just how fleeting time really is.
As you read this, I hope you will contemplate using your good China for a regular meal or taking a prized heirloom out of the curio to admire it or using a treasure that you have been saving for a special occasion. Today is the occasion. It is special because you are you and you are alive. Most of all, you are loved by your Father (Hebrews 13:5).
Today is special. What are you waiting for? Carpe Diem!