Did you think your life stretched endlessly before you? That real life wouldn’t really start until you were 16, or 21? Or maybe not even until you were married?
Even if you lived to the ripe old age of 80, 20 years is still a full 25% into that. And many people really find that their most productive years are when they are young and stronger. Ladies, we really do reap what we sow – whether good or bad. It is so heart breaking to see children grow up, drifting without purpose in their lives. It is so sad to see people with bad attitudes toward their parents, toward others, and toward work and life in general. We need to prioritize the people that God has put in our lives, and seek to serve Christ in all that we do. He first loved us! Why? And how are we living for Him?
Even if age 12 still seems a distance off from when your life officially begins, it’s not, and EVERYTHING you do now will have an affect on your future life. Whether it’s washing the dishes, getting up too late each morning, honoring your parents, building up your siblings, sowing negative thoughts, studying, planting a garden, misused internet time, starting a business, or reading the entire bible through, you ARE sowing and will reap what you sow. I wish that I had:
1. Worked on sibling relationships more from a younger age
2. Been diligent with my daily bible reading by age 11 or 12
3. Not made dishes such a big deal when I was 9
4. Not made math such a big deal when I was 11
5. And not have cultivated selfishness as I did, but Christ-centeredness (Even washing dishes can be done for selfish reasons).
“So flee youthful passions and pursue righteousness, faith, love, and peace, along with those who call on the Lord from a pure heart”. ~ 2 Timothy 2:22
God is gracious. He can redeem the time. Let us be wise, “making the best use of the time, for the days are evil”.
Lanespring Park, Mo April 2015
Isn’t it sooo pretty? Right now it’s MUCH more jungle-like than that in the forest.
“He who goes out weeping, bearing the seed for sowing, shall come home with shouts of joy, bringing his sheaves with him.”