The Paradox That is Time

Posted: December 27, 2012 in Uncategorized

Wow, can you believe it’s already been another year?  It seems like the older I get, the quicker the years go by.  I still remember what a teacher told my class our senior year, “Welcome to the last first day of the quickest year of your life.”  At the time, we thought she was crazy but in what seemed like a blink of an eye, school was over and I still hear her profound statement resonate in my mind over 10 years later.   Where does the time really go?

But don’t we wish our life away?   We wish Mondays were Fridays, Tuesdays were Fridays, so on and so forth.  We wish Fridays were Saturdays and then once Sunday has departed, the cycle begins all over again.  Young adults wish they were older and old men and women dream of being young.  We hope for the clock to stand still when we are running late but urge it to quicken when we are bored with our many attention-stealing toys.   We talk of killing time when in fact time is what is killing us.   Grandpa’s and grandma’s rock time away on their porch while teens rock time away at concerts.  Are we never satisified just being exactly where we are at?

Time is relative.  Touch a hot coal, a second lasts a lifetime but wrap your arms around the man/woman of your dreams, that lifetime is but a second.   It was once said, “How long a minute is, depends on which side of the bathroom door you’re on.”   I totally agree.  The relativity of time is conditional on our awareness of the clock.  However, the pendulum will always swing constant and true.

Time does not discriminate.  Three things are certain while you are on this earth:  Life, death and the tick of the clock.  We think we have life down and are quick to try to avoid death but one thing is inevitable, “time waits for no man.”  Black, white, tan, green or purple, time will not wait for you to be satisfied.  It is always moving, so should you.  Time doesn’t slow down for the old and speed up for the young although our perception of time changes.  As we get older, our time travels with us and we become aware of how precious the hands of the clock really are.  The young are invincible and have yet to understand that their hourglass is somewhat distorted.

Time is a corrector, a healer, a consorter of evil and good.  It is both the reality that life is fragile and the hallucination that life will never end.  It will always correct our mistakes and mend our griefs.  “Time heals all wounds” is a correct statement in that justice will always be served in time.  Does time begin when one is born and end in death?  No.  Time is eternally sound yet substantially fracturable.  Just ask someone who has lost a loved one prematurely.

We are dawning on a new day, a new year and dare I say a new time.  A time where we cherish the minutes that go by instead of wishing the day away.  A time where we are aware of our surroundings and appreciate our loved ones for who they are not for who they should become.  A time of embracing the clock and not fearing it.  A time of being active and present today, not revisiting yesterday or longing for tomorrow.

In 2013, embrace time.  Cherish it.  Love it.  In doing so, you will see that it’s true, time waits for no man but time must always bow it’s knee to the Creator of the universe.  It will hault for the Timekeeper.  It will hush at His command.  So I encourage you to remember that time is truly a gift from your heavenly Father.  Spend your time in such a way that you have no regrets if there is no tomorrow.   Spend it as He has created you to:  To the fullest!

The thief comes only in order to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance (to the full, till it overflows). John 10:10 (AMP)

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