Ticking Away
Here on the wall hangs a clock, many see it as it is and avoid the whispers it
emits as it ticks. It seems to shape our lives, add design and order to our
everyday pace, and all the while- it's ticking away...
Time is flying and passing us by without hendrence, without delay. Slipping
through our fingers like water and sand, sifting through our lives and fading
moments away. We are always breathing what could be, our last breath.
We close our eyes and a new century begins, we blink and the next moment
appears. Our everyday now spends eternity in the past, tomorrow is unknown
and now is all we have. We look past the fact that death and life are only a breath
away.
We wake from our slumber in the night, to find the sun ascending up into the sky
and the moon descending down as night becomes day. We set a pace we are
accustomed too, not allowing room for the unexpected, leaving it all for the
shadow of time to consume.
We do not know what may come, what may go, or what may stay. We are not
promised a tomorrow, but we know we have now, let us run this race before us to
the glory of our Lord and win eternity.
Outside of time, there is only eternity, and forever it shall be. We cannot out run
time and our lives, by it, should not be consumed. Trust in The Lord with all thy
heart and thou shalt be saved- The clock on the wall, is ticking away!
(c) Rosemarie Schrock
May 16, 2008
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