Too slow for those who wait
Too swift for those who fear
Too long for those who grieve
To short for those who rejoice
But for those who love…
Time is eternity
This is written on an old piece of wood and belonged to my Grandma Dank. I found it in a box of her stuff after I moved back to oregon in June.
Part of it spoke to me then so I hung it up and was reminded of her and her love for me every time I looked at it.
The whole thing now speaks to me. It’s funny how time is moving too fast and too slow all at once. How is that even possible? It does though; some days it’s a good thing and others its not. What people is it for when time seems to stop? Because that’s the time frame I am in lately. My world has changed dramatically over the past 10 months, I’ve experienced so many feelings I hadn’t before. Some that left me breathless with the possibilities, others that have strengthened me, filled me hope, and some that have filled me with despair. Through these times I have learned more of who I am and what I want. They have made my convictions stronger and made me realize what is important to me. Even though time has stopped for me I’m still growing into the person I am supposed to be; the one God envisioned when He created me.