| Story ID: | 1670 |
| Written by: | JIM BAGGETT (bio, contact, other stories) |
| Story type: | Things to do |
| Writers Conference: | $100 Best Inspirational Post Contest |
| Location: | Doniphan Mo. USA |
| Year: | 2007 |
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| Story ID: | 1670 |
| Written by: | JIM BAGGETT (bio, contact, other stories) |
| Story type: | Things to do |
| Writers Conference: | $100 Best Inspirational Post Contest |
| Location: | Doniphan Mo. USA |
| Year: | 2007 |
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Jim Baggett words 822 101 N. Green St. Doniphan Mo.63935 1-573-996-5161 So Much Life, Too Little Time. By Jim Baggett Maybe tomorrow I will have the time, are maybe next week I'll get things done. Today I am going to live tomorrow will take care of its self. I woke up one day to find that I was now fifty years old and half of my life was gone! Gone, never to be lived again and to my surprise most of that was wasted. I have lived way to fast for to long. When I was a young boy I dreamed of the day when I would turn sixteen. Fast cars, girls and the drive in shows free to roam the highways and the roads of life. Days of my youth passed by much to fast a simple test a few questions then a drive Around the block I was on my way. Driver’s license in hand nothing could hold me back now. Not even time itself. To young to think about time anyway I had my whole life ahead of me, what was time? The alarm clock was ringing time to get up and go to school my mom would say. Today I would get to drive myself in my sixty three Chevy, what a ride my first car. After school it was off to work I needed money for the girls and the drive in shows. There was something about the highways and big trucks they seemed to call out to me. I began to wish I was eighteen so I could drive over the highways to freedom. I wanted to see the world through the windshield as it passed by on the right. Girls would have to wait the open road was my dream, America here I come. So Much Life, To Little Time Page 2 At the age of twenty five I was feeling used and abused the glamour of the road was gone. To many miles of broken road along with two broken marriages had taken its toll on me. The road was hard on me and my life I needed a break from it all I went home to rest. Back to building houses it felt good to stay home for a change, to do something deferent. I was to young to feel this old! My life was taking a turn things were changing. Being back home life became one big party I was out on the town every night I began to think the night life was the good life the girls were all grown up now and pretty I woke one day and I was thirty five the lines on my face was now telling my age I tried to hide it but my age was still there as I would not let it show, I partied on. The so called good life pulled me in into the darkest times of my life it become hell to me A life of heartache and self destruction. I woke up one morning I was forty five, the lines in my face were the tracks of my tears. My hair was now turning gray as I was also out of shape my health on the slide. I was sitting at the kitchen table one day and as I looked across the room I saw the word. Yes it was the word the word of GOD! The Holy Bible it had been years for me. I picked up the Bible and began to read then tears of joy ran down my face and I knew. I new that GOD was calling out to me I could not put it down as I began to pray. To day I am fifty years old as I have lived the last five years of my life for the LORD. I look back at all the time I wasted in my life and I had no life until I found the LORD. I now try hard to help others find GOD and talk to young kids about there life. I tell everyone about what the LORD has done for me in the last five years So Much Life, To Little Time page3 As now I know what life is really all about I have found peace in my life through GOD. Its a peace that for years I looked for in all the wrong places only finding heart break. Now GOD has taken all of that away from me. And there is days I wonder how much time I really have left in life for most of my life I had thrown away to what at one time I called the good life, to a lie if you will! I can only pray that GOD grants me some time for him and to help others find him. Yes we all have So Much Life, and yet theirs To Little Time... By Jim Baggett |