I remember meeting up with a friend awhile back- just for a few minutes in passing and during our short conversation about change, transitions and life she said something really profound that I have been thinking about ever since.

No time is ever wasted.

She dropped a truth bomb on me.

It’s a little odd – but for a fairly unstructured person, I think a lot about time.

Sometimes, I look back on past seasons and experiences and try to precisely measure and quantify my life. I sort and assess and start to place values on different seasons. I usually end up discouraged and make extra-dramatic statements like, “What am I even doing with my life?” (I’ve noticed no one answers anymore, they just tell me to chill.)

And don’t even talk to me about the current season we have all collectively just been through.

A quick glance back at the past months and trying to measure them all out, makes it feel like time has gone by with nothing to show. But I know important things have happened. Progress has been made. Moments have been lived. There has been time well spent. And while of course there are things we all do that are time wasters (hello Netflix and Disney+), I think my friend was right.

No time is ever wasted.

We are all made up of our experiences. Even the parts of our lives that we don’t understand have purpose. Why? Because we are always learning through everything that we go through, and we measure those seasons by time.

The good and the bad.

The joy and the pain.

The quick answers and the slow journeys to the next right thing.

No time is wasted because we live our lives through each moment, and each moment matters.

Time is a valuable teacher – even if we have to wait and force ourselves to turn around and see what we learned. Don’t be afraid to do that, look back through your seasons and see if purpose can be found in hindsight – even if it looks blurry right now.

So while I wait on things, I’ve decided to change my perspective.

I don’t time everything out, but I use my time well.

Prayerfully seek out what is next.

Offer presence to others.

Reach for the next part of the dream.

Find place in community.

Navigate and build relationships.

All the moments matter.

Lines to get into stores, traffic jams, cookies in the oven, flowers starting to bloom, pain subsiding, bravery building, courage rising, insecurity defeating.

Everything with purpose takes time. 

Even time lost, represents time that was. 

I’ve decided in the seasons of gap where it feels like there’s no clear path or road and when I can’t see everything laid out in front of me in a nice, neat map that I’ll be ok.

A journey isn’t always understood until you take a pause and look back.

Like my pastor said a couple weeks ago, little by little.

So, keep moving forward through wherever you are now.

No time is ever wasted.