Time

Time is relative.

When I was dating my wife, time would move by so fast. Not to say that time no longer moves quickly when I am around her, I just remember it moving more quickly during that period of my life. Why is it that at times, such as during school, time seems to drag, while other times seem to fly by?

Just yesterday, so it seems, my daughters and son were born and I was married. Were they born on the same day that I was married? It seems like it. How is that possible? Is it because God has set eternity on the hearts of mankind? I don't know.

I was asked recently how is it possible that God can have no beginning or an end. I am not sure there is an adequate explanation for that. But I do know that there are moments that time seems to both stand still and yet fly by at the same time. Maybe this is kind of like eternity.

So, if time is so relative, why is my assistant so persistent to get my article for the newsletter?

I would suggest that time is the method by which we measure our lives. The amount of time we spend on anyone, anything, or any event is an indication of how much we value those people, places or things. If someone consumes our time by not meeting a deadline, we get frustrated and feel imposed upon because that time is lost. If the preacher is long winded - meaning he spoke about something we really couldn't care any less about; we feel that our time was wasted.

Why do Americans carry Blackberry's. PDA's, and cell phones? To help them maximize their time? Or, is it because we love to feel in control of our environment, and if we can control our time then we have gained an upper hand on one of the most important aspects of life. It's really quite simple. If I schedule time with my wife, then when she says, "You never spend time with me anymore," then I can show her in my schedule that just yesterday I blocked out time for just her. It was right between that meeting with the contractor and soccer practice. Then tonight, between the staff meeting and the elders' meeting she and I will have an entire 15 minutes of "quality" time.

What happened to truly allowing our relationships to dictate our time? Should time dictate our relationships? I wonder what the Creator, who is eternal, thinks of our measurement of time and how it controls our lives?