Earlier this week there was a service in church when I gave people the opportunity to pick up a variety of everyday objects and talk about them in relation to their journey. The hankies were surprisingly popular for tears of joy, sadness and release, as were was the candle and the sweets. But the object I want to tell you about today was a broken clock. For a long time I didn’t think anyone was going to pick it up, but eventually R did. He spoke on how much time rules us, time flies and time can stop if we don’t have a new battery put in once in a while.

We need to keep our clocks ticking, not so that we can be slaves to them, letting them rule and dictate our lives, but so that we can keep on going and growing, yes there will be times when we go slow, and that should be the warning chimes for us to do some remedial work and change the batteries, before we stop all together. Time remains a great gift, it is up to us what we do with it; throughout our lives we grow and develop, the passage of time can be seen in our faces, the colour of our hair, the texture of texture of our skin. But the passage of time can also be seen in the way we act and interact with others. As a baby we lie in a cot waving arms and legs around, in time and through learning we manage to sit, to crawl to walk and talk, we reach milestones in our lives as time continues, first day at school, first kiss, first job, continually growing and learning. Then maybe one day we discover that the clock has stopped, our batteries have run down. The world around us keeps going but we ourselves just can’t or won’t go on. We all need to take time to recharge our batteries, to gather ourselves together again, to take a deep breath, recalculate our bearings, before getting the clock ticking again.

We all – regardless of what our faith is, or if we have none – need to take time to recharge our batteries to keep our clocks ticking. A stopped clock is right twice a day and some people seem to be happy with their life being in that state, but we have far more potential than that. Would you really be happy with a clock that told the wrong time the other 23 hours, 58 minutes of each and every day? Yes human beings can cause death and destruction, but the beauty that is created in the world each and every day far outweighs that, it just isn’t news worthy!

One of my favourite passages in the Bible is about time, it is one that people often do not realise comes from the Bible but know the words from a song; like the Rivers of Babylon by Boney M which is a Psalm; this passage however come from the book of Ecclesiastes.

For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to throw away; a time to tear, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to hate; a time for war, and a time for peace.

Time is precious, time is constant, time is vast. One day our time will run out, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but one day it will.

What will you do with your time today?


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