We are all on the proverbial clock. Everyone is bound to time, and there is no way to escape it. It is said that there is a time for everything: a time to be born, and a time to die, a time to plant, and a time to harvest, a time for war, and a time for peace, a time to cry, and a time to laugh. Time is not affected by religion, race, or gender. There is never enough time, yet there is always time.
No two clocks are the same exact time, yet clocks are everywhere. Clocks come in every shape, style, color, and size. There are loud clocks, silent clocks, clocks that start out quiet and get louder if you ignore them. There is also the perpetual clock.
Every Spring we are told to set our clocks forward an hour, just to set them back an hour come Fall (as if we have nothing better to do with our time).
Time zones also add to the entire time phenomenon. You can be in one place, travel to another, and it be the same time as when you left the first place. Now that is magic!
Of course, the sun and moon have something to do with the real issue of time. We know that when the sun comes up it is morning, the beginning of the day. When the sun goes down, it becomes night, the end of that day. The time in-between becomes tangled in seconds, minutes, and hours. How this happened and why, is the real mystery.
We all deal with deadlines and due dates. A wide array of calendars and appointment books can help manage time, if you can find the time to use them. Yet, some seem to never be in sync with time. Time has been an issue since the very beginning of…well, time.
The world was created in seven days. Noah survived the “great flood”, when it rained for forty days and forty nights. It goes on; history is full of dates and times. We keep track of our own time with birthdays and anniversaries. We rely on time telling us when to do things, and when not to.
In reality, time is obviously without measure, though we forever try to measure it. It is elusive, though we forever try to capture it. We fight it, yet we celebrate it. It is seemingly endless, yet it is often too brief. When you look into the eyes of an infant, you see the future. When you look into the face of an elder, you see the past. The circle of life is the true “biological clock”; each of our lives is set to it.
Let us enjoy the time we have with each other, and in our own selves. Let us live each day as if it were our last, remembering yesterday with little regret, and looking to the future with hope. Time waits for no one.