Time is strange. I just realized recently that I’m the age my parents were when I graduated from high school. I have a nine and 11 year old. In less than five years I’ll have been married as long as I was single. I’ve lived in my current city longer than I’d lived anywhere else combined (which is a long time for someone who moved around a lot as a kid!).
Time is weird. And it slips away.
“For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.” – James 4:14b