As Time Goes By

As time goes by Sometimes when I sit here in my study wondering what I can write about. I think to myself, am I an old fuddy duddy? Should I be up and about and out? Then I think on and I come to see that God has placed us where He wants us to be. To my left I look into our secret hideaway where we can sit and while away the day. How blessed we are to live in such a place surely we are here by God's good grace. We live here in comfort which is so very nice we both have worked hard and paid the price. We both can feel a gentle breeze blowing through with just a hint of scent in the morning dew. For the day is just starting its climb to the night Cool now, then hot, and then cooling at dusk, just right. If we have any toil, for there's little to be done we do it together, we both work as one. It is done early morning before the heat gets high or left until later; it will get done by and by. Time is now not our master it is our friend. We relax and enjoy as time together we spend Until God calls us home, where our journey will end. © Dave Timperley 13 August 2016