People like short and poignant observations. They make it easy for us to agree and just move on. They are like delicate carvings on the lid of a golden box. Ya gotta open it up to see what’s inside. Don’t be afraid of many words. Isn’t that what’s in the box?
Reach forward. Open this box.
The dashes represent our linear thoughts. The solid line represents the unforgiving nature of time.
We are pathetic creatures who must reach, every moment, to our memory to add the next thought. There is no such thing as multitasking. We are only adding our thoughts together quicker. Our ability to think more than one thought at a time is nothing more than an illusion.
And we are all aware that time never stops to wait for us.
If you make a mistake, time does not stop and wait for you to catch up. If you try to think ahead, preparing an ease for your burden, time doesn’t nod with appreciation. To us, time is a Relentless Beast.
To add to our trouble, our frantic “work” will run out. All the while time itself will move on. Struggling from birth to death, our lives end up a useless carcass. Isn’t this the plight of life in this place?
Isn’t this the reason for Man’s expectations? Isn’t this the reason for his frustration? Isn’t this the reason for every act of violence, whether great or small? In our frustration we lash out with whatever tools are at our disposal. But time doesn’t even notice.
In all this however, time is not the enemy. It is only the physical standard by which we measure our weakness. It is only the physical standard by which we capture some perception of strength. We are the ones who are weak, my friends. Time is endlessly and ceaselessly strong.
You need help from beyond the boundaries of time. You need help from the One who made time. When do you need His help?
All the time!
When should you call out to Him?
All the time!
The Glorious One’s name is Jesus. Of all the things we study, how important then does the study of God’s Holy Son become to us?
It is inevitable that we will waste time. But the measure of that waste belongs to us. The Bible waits to be read. God is patiently waiting for your prayers. His generosity is waiting to gift you with immeasurably great things.
Stand still. Let time tick away. Seek His face with great diligence. Conquer time.