Time slips by my finger tips

I


just


wasted


ten


seconds


of


your


life.



And it's gone. Nothing you can do will get that time back.

So what? 10 seconds won't kill you.

But maybe it could?

Maybe you'll be in an ambulance being rushed to a hospital tomorrow after a collision with a drunk driver. Seconds tick by, and so does your last heart beats. 10 seconds could mean life or death.

So why should those 10 seconds be any more important than the 10 I just wasted?

You could have done countless things with that specific time span of 10 seconds.

You could have brushed your teeth, scratched your nose, started a prayer, texted a friend, called your parents, put in a cd, done some sit-ups, changed your sock, and so on and so on.

10 seconds gone.

What will you do with the next 10 seconds after you're finished reading this? Will you comment me? Give me words of encouragement? Words of Anger? Words of frustration?

What are you going to do with each 10 seconds of your life?

Are you going to drink? do drugs? party? procrastinate homework? What exactly are you going to do? Are those things going to be worthwhile?

Or are you going to take every 10 seconds and make them count?
Will you pray? Be a servant? Help a friend out? Give someone advice? Do some extra chores for your parents? Be a guiding light and show God's love? Praise God? Worship God?

What are you going to do with each 10 seconds? Decide.
Then ask yourself, is it worth it to waste the 10 seconds doing that?

I know I'm trying to live and breathe in a messed up world where seconds slip away too fast, and all I can do is cling to Jesus, and try to make each 10 seconds count. Every second of the day.

And I pray you'll make the right decision too.