Can it really be the end of April?

Happy Saturday! For anyone living in Arizona, April is a glorious time of year. The Saguaro Cactus (pronounced suh-war-O) are in bloom, with their bright white blossoms. All too soon the blossoms will turn to fruit and drop red, sticky juice when pricked by our avian friends, also signaling the beginning of a long, hot summer. The Prickley Pear and Hedgehog Cacti are sprouting delicously deep hued magenta blossoms. The Gambel Quail are starting to nest, and before long, I will see 12-18 little fuzz ball chicks following their mom and dad across the back yard. The first two weeks will be harrowing for the new chicks and their doting parents, so that only a small percentage of the new chicks will grow to adolescence and on to adulthood. It seems like just yesterday we were celebrating the beginning of a new year, and yet at the close of our Lord's day tomorrow, the year will be 1/3 over. Why does it seem that time accelerates as we age? I'm sure Newton or Einstein might have had a comment, or perhaps it is the replay of "Back to the Future" on cable tonight that has me thinking of time - time passed, time present, and time to come. Which leads me to think bMark Schultz's beautiful song - "Time That is Left". How will you decide what to do with the time that is left? Given the abundant blessing I received this week, time is something to celebrate!