Time: Throwing away all we have
I was walking near the Pinhoti Trail last Saturday, at the base of Dugger Mountain in Cleburne County. This is a very isolated and beautiful place with hundreds of acres surrounding me on every side. One of the things I love about this area is its remoteness; the only sounds you hear are the sounds of nature, the aroma of the forest is the only scent you can smell and add to this the feel of the breeze on your face, the solitude and time for reflection; it was perfect. Well, almost perfect; because just about the time when I thought nothing could spoil this gorgeous scene I came upon several piles of garbage. The closer I got to this odd spectacle the stranger it became. Because it soon became apparent that this was not your ordinary garbage pile (piled thoughtlessly in the middle of a beautiful forest). Why? Because it was not garbage; it was boxes and bags of perfectly good stuff; dishes, exercise equipment, photographs, books, clothes, etc., all thrown carelessly into this heap in the middle of my paradise. This “photo” is of one of the four tires which were thrown into the wonderfully clear stream flowing below the trail I was walking. Again, the tires looked perfect and almost new; I could not believe the great waste that was lying at my feet. Just about then, it was like someone spoke to me and said, you waste something more precious than a set of tires every day and hardly even notice. What is that? Time! How true, because when you think about it, time is really all we have. Time is truly the stuff of which life is made. How we […]
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