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Time Bank

 

Today's morning coffee reflections...how ironic it is that we are responsible for robbing our own time bank and many times we don’t even realize it. Incessant thinking about insecurities (I am 100% guilty) is one.

Life is a teacher, but only if we are open to the lessons. With that, I am sharing an article I sent my mother over 28 years ago. Love life lessons!  Thank you mom for keeping what I sent you and for putting it in a place I would find it after you passed.

My hope is you find The Bank to be helpful in quantifying how valuable time really is.....

The "Time" Bank

Imagine there is a bank which credits your account each morning with $86,400, carries over no balance from day to day, allows you to keep no cash balance, and every evening cancels whatever part of the amount you have failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course! Well everyone has such a bank, its name is TIME.

Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds.  Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest in good purpose. It carries over no balance. It allows no overdraft. 

Each day it opens a new account for you. Each night it burns the records of the day. If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours. There is no going back. There is no drawing against the "tomorrow". 

You must live in the present on today's deposits. Invest it to get the utmost in health, happiness and success! The clock is running. Make the most of today...

To realize the value of ONE YEAR...Ask a student who failed an exam.

To realize the value of ONE MONTH...Ask the parents of a premature baby.

To realize the value of ONE WEEK...Ask the editor of a website.

To realize the value of ONE DAY...Ask a hourly wage worker who has ten kids to feed.

To realize the value of ONE HOUR...Ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.

To realize the value of ONE MINUTE...Ask a person who has missed the bus (or yoga class, just kidding).

To realize the value of ONE SECOND...Ask a person that survived an accident.

To realize the value of ONE MILLI-SECOND...Ask the person who won a silver medal in the olympics.

Treasure every moment that you have! And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special (animals, nature, yourself included)...special enough to have your time...and remember time waits for no one.

-Author Unknown

(Some minor edits to be more up to date!)

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