“Do not forget this one thing, dear friends: With the Lord one day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day.” 2 Peter 3:8
we’re now ten days into 2011, and i still don’t have a list of new year’s resolutions. not that i even plan on having one, but it has been tradition that before the old year ends, the list should have been done and must be followed from Day 1 onwards. but since it’s a bit late already, maybe my new year’s resolution is to not have any new year’s resolution at all.
before Christmas, Megan was giving slight hints here and there about what gift she really wanted-a canon 550d camera. since it is quite expensive and we don’t have the money to buy one just yet, i told her that patience is a virtue. wittingly she responded that time is gold. haha! that camera might as well be gold!
aah youth! - carefree, always in a hurry as if there’s no tomorrow. but only with age will they realize that time is just a passing fancy. and i sure finally did. in fact, as i grow older, i perceive time as a curse. especially when life is defined by the years, months, days, hours, minutes, seconds, nanoseconds…
when i was younger, i used to believe that time is really gold because our culture dictates our life in terms of the years that we live. like when at 12, one has to finish grade school. one can vote or date at age 18. by 20, one has to finish college. by 30, one has to have established a career already, earned his 1st million and settled down. between 30 to 40, one should already have a family, built a house for them, sent kids to school…
between 40 to 50, one would be preoccupied with advancing with that career, take care of seeping health issues and playing on retirement plans. at age 60 onwards, one should then enjoy the fruits of retirement, then eventually die of natural causes or old age.
imagine the frustration when one doesn’t catch up with the hands of time. i won’t be surprised if that expensive rolex, that cheap wall clock or that annoying alarm clock can be as deadly as a butcher’s knife. these timepieces may actually be the number one cause of stress. and stress as we all know is the number one cause of any illness, or the reason some diseases get even worse for that matter.
it’s been two months since my surgery, and i’m still stuck here in my room. since i felt stronger, i think that i should be elsewhere doing something else, which “culture” expects of me. but God put me exactly at this spot at this very moment. just as He planned. building up my patience, strengthening my faith and bolstering my confidence in what He has in store for me.
we should be defined by the moments we live. not the hours we spend catching up with the future. not the minutes fighting off the ghosts of the past. we are in the here and now. and whatever we think or do now, will shape up our tomorrow . or change how we look at our yesterday.
if you want a taste of hell, go ahead. stare at that clock as it excruciatingly tick-tocks your life away. waiting for that something that may just happen only after a century, or worse, may not happen at all. do whatever you can wherever you are-NOW.
remember that in heaven, there are no clocks. no calendars. no new year’s resolutions. only moments of everlasting joy and infinite bliss with our Lord. so savor each moment like you’re already in heaven.