Take Time

I was sorting through my chest of drawers in my bedroom at home this afternoon. Most of it was full of old clothes that I was trying to decide whether to keep or give to a charity shop. But the bottom drawer had a lot of personal items – cards people had given me, school certificates, old photographs from holidays and other general clutter that hadn’t come to uni with me. I quite enjoyed looking through this drawer and reading and remembering past occasions. Amongst all of this, I found a peice of card with a poem on it, given to me by my RE teacher at sixth form college. Its called, ‘Take Time’, and reminded me of a friend in Swansea.

Take time to think –
it is the source of power.
Take time to read –
it is the foundation of wisdom.

Take time to play –
it is the secret of staying young.
Take time to be quiet –
it is the opportunity to seek God.

Take time to be aware –
it is the opportunity to help others.
Take time to love and bve loved –
it is God’s greatest gift.

Take timne to laugh –
it is the music of the soul.
Take time to be friendly –
it is the road to happiness.

Take time to dream –
it is what the future is made of.
take time to pray –
it is the greatest power on earth.

There is time for everything…

I often think in Swansea that I don’t have enough time. I’m always rushing from one place to another, and when I am in one place for any length of time its because I’ve got to work. And as people who know me well know, I am not the most patient person on this world. Quite often there is something inside of me which just wants to get things done. Doesn’t want to take excess time over things. Doesn’t want to hang around thinking when I could be doing. And I do think its something I need to improve. I need to learn to be patient. To relax and trust that it will be ok, if I take my time.

Hopefully these 5 weeks at home will give me some time to take things a bit slower. I’m away most of the weekends and during the week I have got things I want to do, but I should be able relax and take time to do the things I never get chance to do in Swansea. Time to read a book. Time to play games with my parents. Time to think. Time to pray. Time to refresh myself.

2 thoughts on “Take Time

  1. A very nice poem.

    And I hope you do have time to think. And time to relax. I’ve realised recently I need more of such ‘time’ also.

  2. Know what you mean with that one, and ditto to Ian’s comment.

    I know it well, my copy is still at home too, stuck on my wardrobe. It always makes me stop and think. Perhaps thats the point!

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