Each moment of the day is a gift from God that deserves care, for by any measure, our time is short and the work is great. Minutes and hours wisely used translate into an abundant life—J. Oswald Sanders1
The axiom "Procastination is the thief of time" holds true in relation to the quote aforementioned.There is a time for everything, Solomon reminds us in Ecclesiastes 1:1-9.
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
Truth is that, no one grows younger and time doesn't halt to wait for us "to do what has to be done today tomorrow". Time ticks away. As the days go by, each of us is moving towards the day natural strength will fail. We only have borrowed time in this life. No matter how long we live, one day we will have to depart; it’s inevitable because “…it is appointed unto men once to die….”(Hebrews 9: 27).
Even if you live to be 100, your strength will not be the same: "But if a man live many years, and rejoice in them all; yet let him remember the days of darkness; for they shall be many" (Ecclesiastes 11: 8)
You cannot do tomorrow, the things you have to do today. If you have any dreams on your heart, time is not on your side. Get to work now that you are young and have strength. Worship your creator in your days of strength, "the night cometh, when no man can work" (John 9:4).
I pray God grants us the grace and strength to be diligent in our allotted time on earth. For we are like grass. Today we are, tomorrow, we wither away.
1: J. Oswald Sanders, Spiritual Leadership, (Chicago, Illinois: Moody Publishers, 1967)