Some nights the memories just won't go away, so I lie awake most of the night and remember.. thinking of good times and things I wish I could do over..
But life must be lived forward, as much as we wish sometimes we could live it backward...
Time and space... the two primary limiting agents in this world… will both come to an end some day, and we will escape their binding power and be free at last in Glory.. Most things in this life are just a matter of time..
We hang on to this sense of time with all the strength in our body without understanding that time prevents us from true joy in a better world to come.. I have watched many dear friends and loved ones hang on to time until their body becomes so weak they can no longer hang on... and I will do the same I suppose..
But I do understand that when time as we understand it now is all gone, that eternity has just begun.. and the good life has just started .. Life here is all we have ever known so we cling hard to it... But faith in God says there is better to come..
Time is that buffer zone that stands between us and both evil and good.. It is just a matter of time before this trouble passes and we are able to move on to better things.. But then the opposite is also true.. it is just a matter of time before this good thing passes and we face evil things in our life..
A matter of time between birth and death... joy and tears... This too shall pass... Time.. is both our beloved friend and our bitter enemy... choose between the two... I think I shall choose beloved friend...
Thank you god for my friend time... it means so much to me... I choose to take comfort in it and enjoy it while I pass rapidly through this world, always moving closer to a better world to come..
Make time your good friend and life here will be much sweeter and more happy for you.. We spend time, pass time, kill time and waste time, and then we run out of time.. and pray for more of it... as did King Hezekiah in days long ago..
2 Kings 20:1-3: "In those days was Hezekiah sick unto death. And the prophet Isaiah the son of Amoz came to him, and said unto him, Thus saith the Lord, Set thine house in order; for thou shalt die, and not live. Then he turned his face to the wall, and prayed unto the Lord, saying, I beseech thee, O Lord, remember now how I have walked before thee in truth and with a perfect heart, and have done that which is good in thy sight." And Hezekiah wept sore.... As he prayed for life..
And So Here I Stand...