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Today Is January 8th, 2016

Today Is January 8th 2016

Today is exactly two weeks since we had observed Christmas Day.
One week since we celebrated New Year's Day as you are aware.
Days are fleeting so quickly away from us the month is about half over.
It will be next Friday for the month to be half gone.
Time doesn't wait for anyone but second by second beats away from us to where we have to prepare for the next day or the next month.
Jesus planned it this way for us to see time as it is fleeting.
Waiting for no one is how time is and will be.
May we be ever cognizant and mindful of spending our time wisely.
For once ea second is gone it cannot and will not be repeated.
Take joy with time and be blessed by what God has offered and given.
It is in our best interests to rely  totally upon the Lord and carry on with our lives.
To dwell on the past experiences get us no where fast.
Be one to move along with time and not be its captor.
Nor let time be your's for it is something instituted by God and used for His purpose.
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