Where does the time go? How many times a day do I ask myself this question? It seems like just yesterday when I last posted, but really it has been over a month ago! Where does the time go. Just last night I was talking with my wife about this subject and I just started singing that song - "Time keeps on ticking, ticking, ticking into the future
Time keeps on ticking, ticking, ticking into the future."
I told her that I remember as a small child how slowly, so very slowly time seemed to move. I remember my grandmother and my parents telling me how quickly time seemed to fly as they had gotten older. As a small child, I could not even begin to conceive of time moving quickly. Twenty minutes seemed like an eternity to me. Now twenty minutes is just a flash of light that zooms quickly past my eyes. Where does the time go? I continue to ask myself that question. As I have gotten older though, I have added another question to that one. What I have done with my time. It seems that time is moving ever faster into the future for me, and I don't see any signs of it slowing its pace to the ultimate end, death. So my question is this - "What have I done with my time?" Have I used it to be a good father, husband, pastor, servant, man? Or have I wasted it with fun and games and idle thoughts and chat. Not that fun and games are all bad, but the point is, have I done enough for the Kingdom of God, or have I been wasteful with the time he has given me. No answers, just some thoughts to ponder.
