Where did Time Go?

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Time in a Bottle
~Jim Croce

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day ’til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I’d save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go through time with.

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What is TIME? It’s a noun; it’s a verb. It’s an object; it’s usable.

You can’t do without it; it’s there whether you want it or not.

You can spend it; you can waste it. You can ignore it.

But it is there all the time.

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What is TIME? It is abstract, immaterial; a concept.

A clock can keep it; it can run out; it stood still once.

It has an end; it can tell; it only knows.

But you can’t hold it in your hands

You can’t really buy more

You can belong to it

You can’t give it away

It ends when the clock runs out…

Tick tock, tick tock, they all fall down.

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TIME was made for humankind by God.

How else could humanity measure life and works?

God created heaven and earth and all that was in them.

After the fall in the Garden of Eden, God imparted a concept

Upon humanity; it was called time. A time for hope, a time for love…

In other words, He clocked us. Perhaps to enable us to see reality?

Appreciate life more? Make better choices with the time we have?

He gave us a concept…we didn’t grasp the Garden of Eden.

We abused it and walked naked, without thought or care.

We chose to go our own way, envision our own thoughts,

Believe our own creed, live as our own gods.

So he put a governor upon us, to ever remind us of our beginning.

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TIME is a concept to show us the way back to God.

God is eternal. We are eternal also but sin split us in two.

That’s when TIME began, for us to work our way back home.

Physical death is our end of TIME; we rejoin eternity with God.

One in the Father, by the Father, and with the Father.

At His designated moment, time will be no more.

All creation awaits that moment. It moans and groans as we do.

We’ve wandered far too long as self-willed creatures.

It’s TIME to go home!

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[Wandering thoughts about TIME. These are thoughts only!]

Bottled Thoughts


©Jeanne E Webster – All rights reserved

 

Time in a Bottle ~by Jim Croce

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day ’til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you.

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I’d save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go through time with.

`**************************************

What is TIME? It’s a noun; it’s a verb. It’s an object; it’s usable.

You can’t exist without it; it’s there whether you want it or not.

You can spend it; you can waste it. You can ignore it.

But it is there all the time.

`

TIME is abstract, immaterial; a concept.

A clock can keep it; it can run out; it once stood still.

It has an end; it can tell; it only knows.

But you can’t hold it in your hands;

You can’t really buy more.

You can belong to it

You can’t give it away

It ends when the clock runs out

Tick tock, tick tock …they all fall down.

`

TIME was made for humankind by God.

How else could humanity measure life and works?

God created heaven and earth and all that was in them.

After the fall in the Garden of Eden, God imparted a theory

Upon humanity; it was called time. A time for hope, a time for love…

In other words, He clocked us; perhaps to enable us to see reality?

Appreciate life more? Make better choices with the time we have?

 

He gave us a concept…we didn’t grasp the Garden of Eden.

We abused it and walked naked, without thought or care.

We chose to go our own way, envision our own thoughts,

Believe our own creed, live as our own gods.

So he put a governor upon us, to ever remind us of our beginning.

`

TIME is a concept to show us the way back to God.

God is eternal. We are eternal also but sin split us in two.

That’s when TIME began for us to work our way back home.

Physical death is our end of TIME; we rejoin eternity with God.

One in the Father, by the Father, and with the Father.

At His designated moment, time will be no more.

All creation awaits that moment. It moans and groans as we do.

We’ve wandered far too long as self-willed creatures.

It’s TIME to go home!

`

[Wandering thoughts about TIME. These are thoughts only!]

Do You Have the Time?

clock

© Jeanne E Webster  All rights reserved

 

Time in a Bottle

~Jim Croce

If I could save time in a bottle

The first thing that I’d like to do

Is to save every day ’til eternity passes away

Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever

If words could make wishes come true

I’d save every day like a treasure and then

Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time

To do the things you want to do once you find them

I’ve looked around enough to know

That you’re the one I want to go through time with…

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 What is TIME? It’s a noun; it’s a verb. It’s an object; it’s usable. You can’t do without it; it’s there whether you want it or not. You can spend it; you can waste it. You can ignore it. But it is there all the time.

What is TIME? It is abstract, immaterial; a concept. A clock can keep it; it can run out; it stood still once. It has an end; it can tell; it only knows.

But you can’t hold it in your hands…

You can’t really buy more…

You can belong to it…

You can’t give it away…

It ends when the clock runs out… Tick tock, tick tock, they all fall down.

.

TIME was made for humankind by God. How else could humanity measure life and works? God created heaven and earth and all that was in them.

After the fall in the Garden of Eden, God imparted a concept upon humanity; it was called time. A time for hope, a time for love…

In other words, He clocked us. Perhaps to enable us to see reality?

Appreciate life more?

Make better choices with the time we have?

He gave us a concept…we didn’t grasp the Garden of Eden.

We abused it and walked naked, without thought or care.

We chose to go our own way, envision our own thoughts,

Believe our own creed, live as our own gods.

So he put a governor upon us, to ever remind us of our beginning.

.

TIME is a concept to show us the way back to God. God is eternal. We are eternal also but sin split us in two. That’s when TIME began, for us to work our way back home.

Physical death is our end of TIME; we rejoin eternity with God.

One in the Father, by the Father, and with the Father.

At His designated moment, time will be no more. All creation awaits that moment. It moans and groans as we do. We’ve wandered far too long as self-willed creatures. It’s TIME to go home!

[Wandering thoughts about TIME. These are thoughts only!]

 

Tick Tock . . .Tick Tock

banjoclock

 

Tick Tock . . .Tick Tock

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During my wait at the doctor’s office, a pretty ornate banjo clock caught my eye.  It was hanging on the wall over the nurse’s desk, displaying the correct time of day with its little hands slowly pulsing forward at a moment’s tick.  It was then I noted that the pendulum was not moving at all.  This told me it was not a key-wind clock.  It had to be either battery run or electric corded.  With these thoughts came a revelation– and an analogy.

That clock was like many so-called Christians.  They “run” like they’re supposed to, go through the motions of the “walk-and-talk” spiel, attend services every Sunday and maybe throw in an attendance at Sunday school.  By every aspect of the casual observer, they are really devoted followers of Christ. 

However, as God has so spoken, He looks at our hearts.  Christ knows our hearts.  Are we truly lovers of Christ or merely empty vessels? 

What is in the heart is what we are made of.  Like that banjo clock made to look like an authentic antique key-wind time piece, the give-away was that it was not.   It had no workings to keep time.  The pendulum was an ornament, glued inside the case merely to look fitting.  It had no springs to control, no movements to slide back and forth.  The energy from a battery moved the hands.  It basically had no heart.  It was a fake, a forged attempt to project an olden day’s ambiance when clocks were meticulously made by the hands of expert artisans. 

Are you a real Christian?  Are you running on God’s time?  Are you in time with Christ?  Or are you merely a shell casting the shadow of “loving thy neighbor and others as thyself?” 

Does Christ wind you up?  Are you using the energy of a battery or does your timer go off at the touch of the Holy Spirit?  Think about it. 

Tick tock.  Tick tock. 

Short and Sweet

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Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

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To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: 2A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; 3A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; 4A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; 5A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; 6A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; 7A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; 8A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. 

Solomon’s memento, “there is a time to be born and a time to die” is of a truly wise man.  But, there is an interval between these two times of infinite importance.  –Richmond

A life exists during the space of birth and death.  Some folks live long lives; some have been given only a shortened version. The emphasis is on a person’s use of this chosen time.  To sum up one’s life is to readily grasp its stark shortness amid its blissful sweetness.  It is a mystery, known only to God.

It might be well with our soul to give this mystery much thought.

Shalom.

Just a Whimsy

words

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The forest boasts a hefty hart;

It has a robust spirited heart.

I love crusty whole wheat bread.

The kitty cats have briefly bred.

She bought a new fireplace grate;

It shines and really looks so great.

My heart always skips a beat

Whenever I eat a bright red beet.

This blog is such an amusing site;

Eyes twitch and twitter at the sight.

Do you need some willow wood?

I’d cut some for you, yes, I would.

I love traveling this scenic road;

Upon it once a horse I rode.

The slate roof has a very bad leak;

The weedy garden grew a tall leek.

Through the grimy window I peek;

The hiker scaled a mountain peak.

The train teased the outer rail;

My lung is snorting a brassy rale.

This pen is priced on one big sale;

The boat is close to setting sail.

The foul monkey has a long tail;

The devious liar has a long tale.

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NaPoWriMo  Day 12

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A little whimsy!

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TICK TOCK

Time in a Bottle

~Jim Croce

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day ’til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I’d save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go through time with

 

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©Jeanne E Webster

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What is TIME?  It’s a noun; it’s a verb.  It’s an object; it’s usable. 

You can’t do without it; it’s there whether you want it or not.

You can spend it; you can waste it.  You can ignore it.

But it is there all the time.

`

What is TIME?  It is abstract, immaterial; a concept.

A clock can keep it; it can run out; it stood still once.

It has an end; it can tell; it only knows.

But you can’t hold it in your hands

You can’t really buy more

You can belong to it

You can’t give it away

It ends when the clock runs out…

Tick tock, tick tock, they all fall down.

`

TIME was made for humankind by God.

How else could humanity measure life and works?

God created heaven and earth and all that was in them.

After the fall in the Garden of Eden, God imparted a concept

Upon humanity; it was called timeA time for hope, a time for love…

In other words, He clocked us.  Perhaps to enable us to see reality? 

Appreciate life more?  Make better choices with the time we have? 

He gave us a concept…we didn’t grasp the Garden of Eden.

We abused it and walked naked, without thought or care.

We chose to go our own way, envision our own thoughts,

Believe our own creed, live as our own gods.

So he put a governor upon us, to ever remind us of our beginning.

`

TIME is a concept to show us the way back to God.

God is eternal.  We are eternal also but sin split us in two.

That’s when TIME began, for us to work our way back home.

Physical death is our end of TIME; we rejoin eternity with God.

One in the Father, by the Father, and with the Father.

At His designated moment, time will be no more.

All creation awaits that moment.  It moans and groans as we do.

We’ve wandered far too long as self-willed creatures.

It’s TIME to go home!

`

[Saturday’s wandering thoughts about TIME.  These are thoughts only!]