We are being robbed. Every day this fleeting perpetrator steals our money and influences our youth. We race to the next destination, congratulating ourselves for beating it. We apologize for letting it get away from us. But, it makes constant demands on us no matter how much we strive to manage it. We expect others to share it with us. We are reluctant to give it up. We watch it. We wait for it. We claim to cut it in half or kill it. What we mean is we want to save it. But, we can’t. It continually, relentlessly passes us by.
Time.
How can we believe it heals all wounds when it activates within everyone a ticking bomb that could detonate at any …time?
The truth is timepieces don’t give us peace time.
Peace time happens when we are thankful for every piece of time we have been given. Gratitude relaxes us during our rush-hour moments, especially if we get a glimpse of flashing lights in the distance. One deeper breath stops us from trying to track down what we can never catch and helps us remember …
There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven—
A time to give birth and a time to die; A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted. A time to kill and a time to heal; A time to tear down and a time to build up. A time to weep and a time to laugh; A time to mourn and a time to dance. A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones; A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing. A time to search and a time to give up as lost; A time to keep and a time to throw away. A time to tear apart and a time to sew together; A time to be silent and a time to speak. A time to love and a time to hate; A time for war and a time for peace.