When I first started deer hunting it seemed the season would never come around. It reminded me how, as a youngster, I would anticipate Christmas. The night before both days I never slept much. Today is much different. I’m not sure why, but it feels as if the time between turkey and deer season is barely negligible.
And even though I get excited to be back in the woods, I usually get a good night’s sleep the night before opening day. I try to do as much fishing as possible during the time between the seasons, but my primary goal is to accomplish a few home projects as well as my honey-do list. In order to keep me going, I just consider these projects part of my preseason preparations.
The problem is I’m already feeling the pressure of getting everything done. The summer days are so hot that it doesn’t take long to wear out. And the middle of those days is off limits if the work must be done outside. There’s also the legitimate work that has to be done before deer season starts.
Whether it’s shooting my bow or hanging a tree stand, these things take valuable time. And it seems each year I always need more of that. One of the old Rock and Roll songs that I used to listen to says, “Time keeps on slippin,’ slippin’ into the future.” That’s the truth.
Time stops, or even slows down, for no one; and neither does it speed up. It just plots along without regard for any of our circumstances or excuses. Those things we have put off for years will most likely continue to be put off. I hate to tell you that, but it’s the truth.
I don’t know how many people have told me they want to write a book but they can’t seem to find the time. They never will. There is no more.
I hope that you’ll look at those things you have put off for many years and decide to do something about them. I hope you will realize your good intentions have forever remained just that; and that it’s time to turn them into great accomplishments. Time is not our enemy.
It is the accountability instrument that God has given us to help us be all He has made us to be.
By Gary Miller. Miller is a syndicated sports columnist.
He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org