Psalm 90:4 "For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night."
Time is like the sea, and we're all floating in it. Suspended, drifting as the water passes by.
Sometimes life is calm, and the sea is silent. The waves seem to stand still; the moments passing slowly under the surface as if not to disrupt the peaceful cover. Other times, the minutes rush as swirling eddies around us, disappearing into the currents. Waves crash and years pass, whirling away and leaving us barely afloat.
Time is untamable. Pulsing, for with every beat of my heart, a second slips away. The droplets fall through my fingers to join the salty spray; the hours of wasted moments lost to the breeze.
I am a vessel, carried forward by the currents without ever having raised my sails in consent. It is a scary feeling, to know that though I am woefully unprepared for my journey, the waves won't wait for me to learn. This ship I'm on has no anchor for me to drop. Life's voyage has begun, and there can be no stopping it.
Even with my sail's lowered, time's pulling me along. My ship is ever moving, sailing forward to the day when my voyage will end. There is no way to know how close or far that shoreline is. No way to guess how many storms there'll be, or how far I'll travel, or how or where I'll land. I can't stop the currents from flowing; there is no slowing them now.
The only thing I can do is choose.
Do I let the currents drag me where they will? Or, do I raise my sails and set my own course?
This ocean of time surrounds us and dares us with its depths.
What will you decide to do with it?
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