TIME

What is time?  Is it simply a collection of seconds, minutes, hours, days, years?

Or, is it what is contained within those seconds, minutes, etc. that is time?

The writer of the Book of Ecclesiastes wrote, "There is a time for everything." 

I am reading a historical non-fiction account by Rob Kirkpatrick, "1969:  The Year Everything Changed."

The author states that this year, 1969 was perhaps the most culturally pivotal year in our nation's history.  He writes,

"Life does not happen in neat and orderly ways, as if following a timeline, but the story of 1969 is one that develops in dramatic tension, builds to a climax, and concludes in its December denouement."

(Denouement:  the final part of a play, movie, or narrative in which the strands of the plot are drawn together and matters are explained or resolved.)

Another interesting quote from the introduction of the book is this:

"The sixties was not so much a period of ten years as it was a less distinctly defined period of cultural and social change during which America tuned in, turned on, dropped out, grew up, woke up, blew up.

 What takes place in periods of time does make a difference.

For us personally, 1969 changed our lives for sure with the birth of our son, John and only time will tell the influence he has and will make in the annuals of time.

What about today?  This is certainly a new kind of time for most of us who are living through a pandemic for the first time ever.

It truly is a crazy time in so many ways.  I keep hearing things about the "new normal" and what that might mean on so many fronts.  Then I realized that anything other than "normal" is abnormal.  So how are we to face the time ahead?  Will things be different?  Of course they will, they already are.

Will we see these new times and changes as normal?  Or will they forever be abnormal and to be resisted?

How are we spending our time right now in whatever state of normalcy we find ourselves?  Are we stagnant?  Are we simply surviving?  Are we going to be better when this is over, or fearful and dreading the unknown?

Or, are we involved to some extent with life around us?  Are we learning, are we accomplishing things, are we changing?  Are we living each day as the only time we may have to live?  Are we loving and living as if today may be our last?

We don’t know how the story ends. We don’t know when this time of our life will be over or what our country will look like when it is.

What really matters is how we live today.  This today is what we are given and it is the best time we have.

"I Know Who Holds Tomorrow"

I don't know about tomorrow

I just live for day to day

I don't borrow from the sunshine

For it's skies may turn to gray

I don't worry o'er the future

For I know what Jesus said

And today I'll walk beside Him

For He knows what lies ahead

Many things about tomorrow

I don't seem to understand

But I know who holds tomorrow

And I know who holds my hand"

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Ira F. Stanphill