Sands of Time

Have you wondered how much sand is in your hour glass of life? Every second, the sands of time of your life slip away. How much have you made each handful count?

I received word this morning that my grandpa has taken a turn for the worse. I sit here and ponder as I pray. What is it like to be nearing the end? Do you know when the last drops of sand are about to fall? Can u see the hour-glass of your life and know you have but a few drops left? When the last grain falls...

I pray Grandpa that God gives u a little more time. I wish I could have spent more time with you. I hope you know how much all of us love you to pieces...