There is this thing called time. It affects people in different ways. Many of us are controlled by it and everything we do is measured through it. We use it to feel in control as we set up deadlines by which we should finish or accomplish something. Time and time again we naturally and somehow miss these so call deadlines and their fulfillment and with them because of our flawed understudying another piece of us dies, as we continue to serve under the pressure that the illusion of time places upon us all.
Those of us that have tried the above and not seen it work several times over we begin to usually take a left turn into a place where we no longer care about what happens in our lives as time goes by. We pay very little attention as we go through our daily routines designed to get us by as quickly as possible without disrupting our quest to remain within the clutches of internal resignation.
Like many of us I too lived for years between the claws of these two illusions and in the process I remained asleep and unaware of what was within me. Today I understand that this happened to me because I didn’t see time the way that our Dad in heaven does. You see like so many things I began to ask questions about time and as usual these began to be answered.
Dad pointed out to me that the way He saw time was through seasons and not through a watch, calendar, diary, or multi planner. He showed me that back in the old days of the Hebrew culture he would announce for example a time to laugh and this would mean that his kids would laugh and laugh and as far as they were concerned they would laugh until the day they died. If he so decided to interrupt this season at any time and call for a change of season then his kids would adjust to it as we adjust to the change in our seasons and they would continue to do so until they either died or another change was called up.
When we attach ourselves to time through our false identity, which we work so hard to build, we convince ourselves that unless certain things happen or are accomplished by a certain stage in our lives we have failed and not made the grade. When we live seeing this part of our journey through seasons we realise how flawed this last statement is as we come into the understudying that there is no sale by date in our journey as far as Dad is concerned.
I encourage all of us today to choose to live from that place within us in our hearts that is eternal so that we may be able to observe time without becoming attached to it. Remember Jesus said that the times and seasons were for Dad to know and take care of. Our part was to simply enjoy and engage them and not used them to control our lives or others.
Have a great and timeless weekend!
-pablo-
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