On Time

I know, I know… I said I would write every day but a funny thing happened on the way to Philadelphia. Once I arrived I silenced out. Everything became quiet inside and I just soaked it all in.

Now, I am on the last leg of my journey home from Pennsylvania and the time on my iPad says it is 9:10pm. The sun is just now setting or maybe it isn’t because I feel like it has been setting for the last hour without releasing into the night. We are flying west and it seems like we are racing the moon, flying into the sun. As I look out the window of the airplane at the bright sky which I am flying through, I think how relative time is. Time is numbers to count moments, seconds to measure them, a record of the past, a way to plan the future. We fly through time zones and skip hours, set our watches forward and backward once each year. The illusion of time can be a prison or playground, a way to mourn the passing of, a way to grasp the possibility of.

Do I need the clock to tell me time has past?
Can I not look into the mirror or gaze at my child’s face?

Do I need a watch to plan my future?
Can I create a dream not dictated by it’s hands, but solely the hands of my Creator?

Do I need more time or do I need to let go of it all together and launch into the purposes of life without the expectations of how much time it might take?

Do I use the measure of time as a tool to transform reality into destiny or does it use me to mark milestones that are not the true measures of success nor a basis to build the future on?

As I fly into time tonight, I want to unshackle it’s hold upon my ankles. To run forward free from the fear of it, to shake off the shame of it’s trembling finger, to break it’s binding hold on my heart and mind, to see the insincerity of semblance of order and control when truly it is a man made measure and can not contain within it’s measure God’s true purpose.

Will I let that which man created to measure the passing of time sabotage that which God has created me to do? Does God plan with a watch on His wrist? With a ticking clock echoing in halls of heaven? Does He limit His hand to only work within the confines of mankind’s creations of a machine to order the day and the masses?

I think not. His purposes span the width of this palm not the width of the face of a clock. It is not too early nor too late. Let us not limit His desire to time span, let us not fall into a trap of futility by declaring that too much time has past to transform the horizon of our destiny or the course or our journey. Let us neither say that not enough time has past for His purpose to be accomplished. It could be a second or a century. I have no power to make it go slower or rush faster just by measuring it’s moments in words that make me feel in control.

“But do not forget this one thing, dear friends: With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day.” (2 Peter 3:8 NIV)

Do not forget this one thing…..

Time is but an illusion we have created to judge our age and expectations when God uses neither to establish usefulness or presence of purpose. Place yourself fully within the sovereign hands of God. See the ticking clock on your wall for what it is: a machine.

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6 thoughts on “On Time

  1. Hi Cindy, your blog was “right on time”. It was another message to me about how I must trust in His Divine purposes and plans for my life. It was beautiful!
    Thanks

  2. This was so wonderful to read! I have been somewhat obsessive about time lately, and I didn’t even realize it until I read this post. I’m constantly trying to plan out so many aspects of my life! like when to have a another kid, and hoping it aligns with Bo’s Medical school and my own career plans. Reading this reminded me that God will enable me to do everything he has planned for me to do, regardless of when! I really feel like a weight has been lifted that I didn’t realize I had been carrying. Thanks so much for this, it was a breath of fresh air. 🙂

    • Hey, new momma and amazing friend, I got a big smile on my face that I can still speak into your life Thru this medium of technology. Your little baby is soooo cute! I feel like a proud Auntie and so stinking blessed to see your life. LOVE YOU.

  3. Thank you Cindy for some more insightful words. I have always been a clock watcher (trained by my momma, to beet the clock). I need to remember that although my time is limited God’s is not.

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