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I’ve always been fascinated by time. Time on the clock. Time on your wrist watch. Time to catch the school bus. Time for recess. Time to eat dinner.

I will always remember my first real conflicted relationship with time.

I must have just come home from school. Mom couldn’t wait to show us her new project. She directed us into her bedroom. Six red piggy-bank alarm clocks with real numbers on the face lined the shelf above Mom and Dad’s bed.

Mom chimed in, “Now you can begin saving your money.” I rubbed my eyes and stared in horror. Using a black magic marker, Mom had scrawled each of our names on the face of a clock.

I never touched my piggy-bank alarm clock from day one. In my mind, it was ruined forever.

I get it now. With that many kids, you want to make sure everyone knows whose stuff is whose. I don’t know what became of those alarm-clock piggy banks. They disappeared as quickly as they appeared.

Fast forward to my adult years . . .

I have never forgotten that long lost alarm-clock piggy bank. Will I ever replace it one day? No need to.

The message Mom taught stayed with me forever. And what message was that? It’s always a good time to save your money.

Easy come, easy go, but steady diligence pays off.

~ Proverbs 13:11