Time is the most undefinable yet paradoxical of things; the past is gone, the future is not come, and the present becomes the past even while we attempt to define it, and, like the flash of lightning, at once exists and expires.
~Charles Caleb Colton
You’ve heard it said: Time is fleeting.
I’m fairly sure it’s my age, mid-life crisis, menopause…whatever…but I’m feeling the passing of time much quicker these days.
We’re in the birthday season at our house. My youngest just turned fourteen, the middle one is now seventeen and the oldest will be twenty soon. MAN!! I don’t know where the time went?
In my mind’s eye they are all stuck at four, seven and ten. Those were fun, active years. Lots of running around exploring new things, meeting new people, and learning new words. Words like…friendship.
Nicky lived across the street. He was the same age as Kellen, my middle guy. At seven they had a love/hate relationship. Some days they were the best of friends. Many mornings we would see Nicky sitting on the curb, staring at the front door, waiting for Kellen to come out and play. He would let us know he’d been waiting for hours and “why did I let Kellen sleep so late?”
Usually their days began in peace. But some days, and I’m not sure why — testosterone surges (?) — they would fight about everything. It didn’t matter what the cause, they could get into some vicious wrangles before I knew what had happened. All of the sudden I’d hear Kellen coming in the door, screaming at the top of his lungs, “Look what Nicky did to me!!!”
Of course, this would lead mothers to conference. Both being school teachers, we were used to this type of occurrence and understood “boys will be boys.” We would work them through reconciliation and off they’d run, two happy go-lucky kids, once again.
I miss those days.
I miss that Time when disagreements could be reconciled in an afternoon.
I miss the simpler struggles.
I do know we all have been given these days for a purpose. And, being a Christian, I believe the purpose is wrapped up in God’s wisdom…God’s ways…God’s sovereignty.
There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven. ~Ecclesiastes. 3:1
And we’ve been given some words of warning for how we are to redeem the time we’re given:
Be very careful, then, how you live not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil. ~Ephesians 5:16
Conduct yourselves with wisdom toward outsiders, making the most of the opportunities. ~Colossians 4:5
I want to be effective. I want to create the change I long to see. I want to be used of God to make a difference. Yet, before I know it, Time has passed and I’m still not where I want to be. (Did I just quote MLKing and Bono in the same paragraph?)
In my wanderings and my wonderings, I imagine God is using The Time He’s given. And even though I can’t get my mind around all of the seemingly “wasted” time, what if those are the moments He’s redeeming? For His glory? What if He’s working His will when I cannot even imagine that good is happening? What if He’s working to reconcile all things to Himself…as His Word teaches.
And all these things are from God who reconciled us to Himself through Christ, and who has given us the ministry of reconciliation. ~2 Corinthians 5:18
How are you using the time He’s given?
What are you doing with your days?
Are you making the most of your God-given opportunities?
Or are you in a place of wondering, praying He’ll redeem The Time,…
…hoping He’ll give you more,…for His glory?