It is a sunny morning, promising to be even hotter today than yesterday. I have just been given another day and everything I need to last until I get yet another day tomorrow. In fact, I am given my life one second at a time. And depending on what I do with each gift of seconds I receive, I can turn these seconds into moments. A moment can be a fleeting instant like when I come to see and understand something happening in my life in a flash of inspiration. A moment can a lingering feeling that lasts for hours like when I bask in the love of my dear ones. A moment can be a abiding sense of well-being, seeing how blessed my life has been.
525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear.
525,600 minutes – how do you measure,measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
In 525,600 minutes – how do you measure a year in the life?
How about love? How about love? How about love?
Measure in love. Seasons of love.
Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes are what I get in a year. But I can turn my minutes into moments. It takes only a few moments to give the rest of my minutes a unique taste and flavor, like salt spicing up a whole dish. It takes but a few moments to shed light on all those minutes, just like one little candle driving out the darkness.
There have been, are, and will be moments of weakness in my life. when all vitality seems to ebb out and to dissipate. I only have to turn to the Source of my strength to bring back the exuberance and passion in my life. And I can be salt for others as well.
There have been, are and will moments of sorrow in my life, when all around me seem to be nothing but darkness and emptiness. “Go towards the light.” a voice within me whispers in the dark emptiness. And like plants or any living creature know, I know that there is life where the light is. I can then share my light with others.