Time is not tangible. It cannot be touched. Held. Experienced. Stopped. Not even with a stopwatch. The click of the button doesn't end the minute you were calculating. Our clocks. Our wristwatches. Our Rolexes. Timexes. They are our attempt to capture sixty seconds, sixty minutes, sixty hours--our life. But all in vain. 6:10 p.m. to me is not 6:10 p.m. to you or to Bob next door or even to Shelly six states away or Ming a continent away.
Our life is captured in events, happenings, memories--but only for a short while. No really it's captured in deeds--in our legacy. As much as we try to keep up with the times, what will really matter is what was left behind.
And then only for the duration of this world. Time should not be kept, but spent. Spent well with purpose and intention.
We should live intentionally. Purposefully we should spend our allotted time well. Unabashedly, fearlessly we should spend our time.
We should never kill time. It is not ours to kill. We are not the author of it. We did not create it. It is a gift.
Spend it wisely.
Our life is captured in events, happenings, memories--but only for a short while. No really it's captured in deeds--in our legacy. As much as we try to keep up with the times, what will really matter is what was left behind.
And then only for the duration of this world. Time should not be kept, but spent. Spent well with purpose and intention.
We should live intentionally. Purposefully we should spend our allotted time well. Unabashedly, fearlessly we should spend our time.
We should never kill time. It is not ours to kill. We are not the author of it. We did not create it. It is a gift.
Spend it wisely.
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