The Miracle of Time

 The Miracle of Time
How quickly time passes. It was brought to my mind yesterday when my friend’s son came to speak at our church. Although my friend had married and moved to North Carolina, he has remained a good friend. His father and mother and my family attended the same church for many years.
I have watched as this young man’s father grew up in my church and watched as he and his brothers and sister were born. Although no longer in my church, I’ve listened to his progress as he grew, attended a Christian college on the West Coast, and graduated. Now this young man is newly married and is seeking to serve God as a minister. He and his new bride have decided to focus on a church planting ministry.
Let me take you back to a time when his father graduated from high school. I shared in past stories about a joke that I played on the father. It was “The-Tie-of-the Month Club” where I packaged at least one tie and a rhyme with each tie for each month open the package that it could be worn, and some other reason it could be used. (Like a deer drag or belt to wear.)
When this young man graduated from college, I made a repeat “The-Tie-of-the Month Club” for him. I am a jokester and enjoy playing jokes that put a smile on other people’s faces without causing harm. I’m a long distance friend to this young man as well. When he spoke at our church Sunday, he had the ease and poise of a man with much more experience. He shared his vision of starting a new church.
The miracle I speak of is time. I have no idea how much time has been allotted to me. When I look back, I can see how short that string has been. Each day or week may seem to drag on forever, but in reality, they pass by swiftly in a blur. Small things that consume each day are for the most part lost and forgotten. My mind was clogged with so many small choices. Most of those things are only brought to mind when someone or something reminds us of a past incident that was once shared.