Saturday, July 02, 2011

Time's Passage

From Blog11

To ancients, time marched by
Day by day
Or hour by hour.

To Victorians, time ticked by
Minute by minute.

To me, time sweeps by
Second by second.

To my son, time flows by--
A stream of flashing numbers.

To the LORD, tim's different.
A day is as a thousand years
and a thousand years as one day.*

However your time goes,
It goes.

Step outside the flow,
Outside the relentless march.

Spend timeless time
Alone
Or with a friend
Or with the LORD.
You need all three.

Then step back into time
Refreshed.


*2 Peter 3:8

Photo and poem ©2011 James L. Swindle.
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2 comments:

dfish said...

Neat poem. It appears that God is not constrained by time as we are, that in fact it exists because he created it. We, on the other hand are governed by it, like the other natural laws.

That we need time for ourselves, our friends, and for God is so often ignored in our rush to satisfy those who have no concern for our well being is one of Satan's tricks.

Jim Swindle said...

dfish, thanks for adding wisdom. You're right about the Lord perhaps being outside of time, and right about busy-ness as one of Satan's tricks.

I forgot to give credit for the germ of the idea of this poem. It came from the book The Next Story, by Tim Challies. It's a very good book. I listened to the audio version. The print version's available here and here. No, I don't get a commission if you buy it.