Life has milestones.
At 16, I was old enough to get a driver’s license. At 18, I could vote. At 21, I could buy alcohol. At 25, I qualified for a discount on my auto insurance, and at 50 I received a letter from the AARP telling me I was old enough to join.
I’m at another milestone now, and I’m wondering whether maybe you’re at the same spot. This one may not be related to my personal age. It may well be that this milestone is one the entire world is facing:
I’ve realized there’s no time left to waste.
Is it even possible to “waste time”?
Some say nothing really matters. We’re born, we live, we die … and that’s the end of the story. I’m not in that camp. There was a point in my life when my Creator got my attention — when I could clearly see Him at work on my behalf. I was much younger then. I had plenty of “time to waste.”
And waste it, I did … or maybe not.
Maybe every mistake I’ve made was necessary. Maybe life is a school, and the Teacher gives me homework daily. And maybe the F’s are as valuable as the A’s. My failures prove something crucial: they prove to me the difference between good and evil, and they ask me to choose which I prefer.
There comes a time, though, when school is over. And whether we’re nearing the sound that calls us home as a group of Believers or as individuals, the point is still the same:
There’s no time left to waste.