When Time is our Friend…From Common Place to Treasure


Dear Reader:

How many times have we looked in the mirror (tongue-in-cheek) and thought “Time is no friend of mine!” But then stepped away and compared our life today to the past and suddenly seen exactly what a friend time has been to us.


This unique necklace pendant (which reminds me of the antique wall clock title photo) is one of my favorite pieces of jewelry to wear. Honey, a connoisseur of antique shops, found it and gave it to me, as a gift, a few months back.

It  attracts people coming over, giving it a second look, and then asking about it. I always say that a dear friend found it in an antique shop in the mountains because the second question, after complimenting it, is always followed up with “Where in the world did you get it?” 

Whenever I wear it, I feel like time is on my side, but it is also a reminder to use the day wisely.

An unexpected thought came to me the other day… since I love browsing through old antique shops also….I always mark ETV’s Antiques Roadshow to watch Monday nights (When Dancing with the Stars is on….I do a lot of flipping!)  The thought dealt with the fact that commonplace items from our past, earlier lives have over time become considered a treasure today.

If everyday, commonplace items can increase in worth over time…don’t you think, in all God’s wisdom and detailed planning, He meant for all of us to do the same?

Isabelle Eberhardt wrote in 1900 that to think about “What was good and beautiful’ in the past…now equates to a “seasoning of the present.”

As I grow older I like to think of myself as “seasoning” over simply getting older. I have been down enough paths by now to know what to avoid completely and what to simply detour around to get back on the straight and narrow.

Isn’t it the seasoning in life that adds so much to it? Like bland food…a little pinch of seasoning here and there can turn an ordinary, commonplace meal into a memorable culinary experience.

51PJK86V9BL._SX313_BO1,204,203,200_In one of Donald Davis’ favorite stories (to me) of his past childhood exploits, he recalls meeting the teacher who would, forever, change his life with this description: “She was a small, frail woman, probably in her early sixties, with piercing blue eyes and her gray hair pulled back in a tight bun. My first thought was one of horror….The Department of Education didn’t give us fourth graders a teacher…they gave us an antique!

To Donald’s surprise Miss Daisy, the antique, turned out to be his greatest treasure among all his teachers.

As the expression goes….”One man’s junk is another man’s treasure”…worth is in the eyes of the beholder. Isn’t it nice to know that as children of God we have always been a treasure to our Creator and will continue to be because we are unconditionally loved. Now that IS the real treasure!

So until tomorrow….Even if we can’t keep the face, we can keep the faith knowing that God is counting on us to become a treasure to all we meet on this earth….He never doubted it for a moment. “God don’t make no junk”…just antique treasures!

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

  • 12963864_10154111296749878_1756493645473250359_nYa Libby (on the left of photo) called yesterday and said she went to a first-time internist and had some new patient (required) tests done which didn’t turn out as well as her internist wished.
  • So now she is scheduled for four more tests this Monday and a four hour test Tuesday. As most of you know Libby has been through so much in the past few months and could really use our prayers right now. You are powerful pray-ers. Thank you.




About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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2 Responses to When Time is our Friend…From Common Place to Treasure

  1. shsbandmum4 says:

    Becky, This post reminded me that Sandra Salmon doesn’t call herself and her peers Senior Citizens, but Seasoned Citizens!! Fits right in to your thinking!! We will surely be praying for Libby.


    • Becky Dingle says:

      I love it! Must check in with Sandra! And thanks for your prayers for Libby….that girl is starting to make Job pale in comparison.


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