Birthday Girl and Time

Now that we're ensconced in a fairly constant daily and weekly routine, time seems to pass faster and faster. And so in that spirit we celebrated another Missy birthday this week. Just like that, it came and went. The only means we possess of holding on to these fleeting moments are words and photos. 

Her birthday was on Monday, giving us a relaxing (well, as relaxing as it can be with two kids) three-day weekend. We enjoyed:

Roses

Brian Regan tickets

Dinner at The Brio (overrated Italian food, by the way). Special thanks to Vee and Paul for watching the girls so we could enjoy a peaceful dinner.

And an ice cream sandwich acting as a birthday cake

Thanks be to God for blessing us with the health and means to enjoy these things together.

And with that, it's back to the daily grind as we pine for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Wouldn't it be grand if life featured a pause or slow motion button for moments that matter most? 

I'm reminded of a poem by Carol Lynn Pearson, titled "Optical Illusion":

Time is a stage magician

Pulling sleight-of-hand tricks

To make you think things go

There—

Eclipsed by the quick scarf—

A lifetime of loves

Zip—

The child is man.

Zip—

The friend in your arms

Is earth.

Zip—

The green tree is gold, is white,

Is smoking ash, is gone.

Zip—

Time's trick goes on.

All things loved—

Now you see them, now you don't.

Oh, this world has more 

Of coming and of going

Than I can bear.

I guess it's eternity I want,

Where all things are

And always will be,

Where I can hold my loves

A little closer,

Where finally we realize—

Time

Is the only thing that really dies.

I can't wait for the time when there is "time no longer" (Rev. 10:6).