What Time Is It?

The importance of time has been weighing heavily on my heart and mind. Time has been described as precious and valuable, the greatest of our luxuries or the cruelest of experiences. Come, let us take some time to peruse the many variations of what this could look like:
The expectant mother – Time, of course, is critical to an expectant mother when measured toward health and development of a baby. If bed-ridden due to complications, time can cause nervousness and anticipation; whereas pregnancy beyond a due date might offer discomfort and gritted hope.
Parents of school aged children – Time for these parents can be nostalgic. It is often these parents that I will hear say, “where has the time gone?!”
Retired persons – Time hopefully spent in leisure and traveling; or what one wants, when one wants because they devoted their time earlier in life to working and planned an earned retirement.
I would be remiss if I failed to mention what time means to a person on a delayed flight who has a connecting international flight with short transfer window, or a person taking a timed test for employment, or even someone waiting in line to use the women’s restroom.
What the people I have mentioned above have in common is that they have time. My question is, does the value of time become more precious when one has time, or when one does not have time? Come once again, let us peruse more variations, where time might be limited or nonexistent:
The deathbed person – Time taking last breaths can either be in anguish, regret, resentment, even anger; or anticipated and spent in peace and faith, making the best of every moment.
The prison inmate – Time for the jailed person could be hopeless and long; as well as a journey of transformation.
Estranged family members – Time lost between family members due to alienation or other disagreement can be torturous. Some times are easier than others to see God’s hand in these circumstances; and we might spend time mending broken hearts from being displaced, and cherishing memories in anticipated hope of reconciliation again; in doing so, we stay the course.
Ultimately and hopefully what we do with the time we have, is spend it in the presence of the Lord in humility and obeying His will, and leaving a positive legacy with and for loved ones (in His name) because time spent is something that we cannot get back. Which brings me to my final thought about time, one of my favorite depictions is in James 4:14 (NASB) 14 Yet you do not know what your life will be like tomorrow. You are just a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away.
Time is fragile, time is short, time is valuable, time is precious – Let us ensure that our time is spent in God’s purpose for our lives!


5 thoughts on “What Time Is It?”

  1. You’re right: It really is so relative. Sometimes it feels like time crawls at the speed of a snail, while a times it feels like time flies at lightening speed!

  2. Agreed! I love this also!
    This spoke loud and clear to me as if God himself was speaking to me through a megaphone.
    Thank you so much for sharing the thoughts of your heart. ♡

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