Time reveals....

The dodge is fixed... $5000 and change. Seems crazy but it is what it is. It's nice to have it on the road again.
The title of this blog tells a story...
A young man I've known for a very long time made his transition to heaven last week. As strange as it sounds, I feel no sorrow for him. He no longer struggles with the battles he faced. He is new. No pain. He no longer needs his glasses. He can run through fields and never tire. I do feel tremendous sorrow for the family that remains here. Parents should never have to bury a son, daughter or grandchildren. After a while we all heal. That's not to say we ever forget but we do heal. It's amazing all the emotions and memories that crash through our minds during the healing process. You never forget how he always looked up to his older brother or how his sisters mothered him when he needed it or picked on him when he provoked them. I won't ever forget his smile or the "hey buddy!" Every time he saw me. He always liked big trucks and fast cars, I'm not sure he ever missed a car show. He would laugh every time Buster would catch a rock then respond with a "stupid dog" with complete admiration for the dog and a nice pat on busters head. It's amazing how many memories are tucked away over the years. We should be inspired to write our memories of those we love. A testament to the value of friends.
Time... Considering the friends I have I am glad to say the investment has paid off in gold for me. I can tell you a story of a friend I've known since eighth grade that I wouldn't trade anything for but it would take volumes to write about. In fact I can tell stories of friends I've known since kindergarten and still talk to. Others I've known just a few years. I guess the point of this blog is  we should value every conversation we have with friends and family because time is measuring the mettle of every relationship. Time is our measure. Yahweh set time in place for us. Our time is limited in the bodies we occupy on this earth. We can't manipulate time. It doesn't stop. No matter what you are doing time marches on. Time drones to the beat of a soldiers march. Perfect cadence. Never out of step. Mountains can't slow it's progress. Nothing controls time but time controls nothing either. It's simply a metronome by which we measure the progression of our lives. The expressions we use involving time bear no influence on time. "I need more time" means nothing other than "please exercise patience and change my expiration date". " time is running out", I'm sorry but time just doesn't run out. A better term would be the closing date is approaching. It's a little crazy.
Think about all the time we spend doing nothing yet our expiration date is approaching like a marching soldier. I would conclude that our labor at using time needs balance. Example, right now I work 60 hours a week. I sleep approximately 7.5 hours per night for a total of 52.5 hours per week. I drive to and from work 9 hours a week. I spend an average of  4 hours a week in the bathroom. Another 8 hours a week consuming dinner and snacks. There are 168 hours in a week. Based on the schedule listed I have approximately 34.5 hours remaining but subtract the time I use putting fuel in the vehicles, petting the animals I oversee (pets: biskit, Lucy, nubby, yum yum,wobbles,Rudy,daisy,petunia,pita,baby doll,Charlie,tigger,sandy,lucky, and cinch...), fixing the gate, repairing things that don't work, texting or phoning friends, trying to converse with my daughters, giving my wife a few minutes, call my parents, going to church, reading, writing, dreaming, etc. wow! I am in deficit. This is crazy!
What do I do? Trudge on. Life is really what we allow it to be. If I'm enslaved to debt then I must be enslaved to a job. It's really all about priorities and choices. Consider how you are investing your minutes but remember time is still marching on.
To be continued...