Fixated with the concept of time, sometimes I am. So I find myself ruminating about it often. In a great discussion yesterday, it was pointed out that we both are in the 4th quarter of our lives. The clock isn’t stopping, there is no running the play a second time, swapping of man on the field, or OT, nothing. There isn’t even replay action.
Though I don’t plan on going anywhere I do need to make sure that all my ducks are in a row, as penalties can still be earned.
God willing, I won’t sustain any…more.
Petdad 