Before the Clock Strikes 12

It just happens. You look at the clock and it’s past midnight. You missed it. The time just slipped away.

You know, it happens a lot. Whether I’m on Facebook, doing homework, at Catacombs, or talking with friends, time just slips away. And then, it’s gone.

It reminds me of Cinderella. She only had a few hours to spare at the ball. Her time was limited. And she had to make the most of it. But those few hours would change the course of her life, well, for ‘ever after’.

It’s like that for all of us. Our time on this earth is limited. And once it’s gone, we can’t get it back. But the beautiful thing, and sometimes the frightening thing, is that even though the time is gone, what happens in each moment has the potential to live forever, to leave a tangible legacy and to forever change our futuresImage.

Sometimes, I wonder what I’m doing with my life. Am I making the most of it? Our time here is limited. But it’s important. The time we have is valuable – if we choose to use it well. If we waste our time, it slips away, and we never know what it could’ve been. With that said, I’ll keep this one short and simple. I think there’s something waiting for me. What’s waiting for you?

Why a Blog?

     I’ve been thinking about this for a while, and I’ve decided to start a blog. I guess that’s pretty obvious now that you’re reading this, huh? So maybe a more reasonable topic of discussion is why I’m starting this blog. The thing is, I think a lot. And I overthink a lot. And I analyze a lot. And sometimes I talk a lot. But often I can’t, or rather, I choose, not to talk. Sometimes this is because I’m shy, I’m introverted, and I’m still processing everything. Other times it’s because I kind of hate being vulnerable. And sometimes my overanalyzing, of everything, is more than people want to hear. After asking odd, seemingly insignificant questions, I might just get a headshake and an “I. don’t. know. Jacquelyn…” By processing in writing, rather than in person, people can choose if and when they want to enter into this world of mine. And I can process things all the same, either way.
So in this blog, be prepared. I might talk for too long about things that seem strange or irrelevant. And you might just get caught up in the random ramblings of my mind as I process life. But who knows, maybe along the way I’ll learn to be a little more succinct and to recognize the beauty within the madness. To capture the thoughts, the memories, and the moments that impact me. The ones that are helping to transform me into the person God is calling me to beImage