As
I was walking down the street one day
A
man came up to me ask asked me
What
the time was
That
was on my watch
Ye~a~h
that day
Does
anybody really know what time it is
Does
anybody really care
If
so I can’t imagine why
We’ve
all got time enough to cry
These
1969 lyrics by the band Chicago
Older
clocks have the Latin words Tempus Fugit
(time flies) etched on their faces. Time
does fly, especially as we grow older and when we are having fun. Where did 2018 go?
I
own several clocks having collected them for many years. My oldest is a chiming wall clock presented as
a gift. It operates by using weights.
For
some odd reason it stopped chiming for several months. It kept perfect time. However, did not DING
DONG. I tried, unsuccessfully to “fix”
it in-spite-of my family’s protest that I would tear it up. I assured them that I could not break
something that was already broke. Time,
coupled with fear of protest, prohibited me from fixin’ the clock. Suddenly, one evening the clock started to
DING DONG. The hands did not match the
number of chimes, which bought the chorus “I told you so” from family. Removal and reattachment of the hands synchronized
to the chime produced a “fixed” clock good as new.
One
night while we were watching Disney’s Pinocchio. As old Geppetto put the wooden puppet away
and he readied for bed the clock on Geppetto’s wall struck nine o’clock .
At the exact same time, our “fixed” clock struck nine o’clock .
The probability of that happening is astronomical.
We
have another wall clock named Princess Di,
which chimes a few minutes past the hour.
There is no adjustment to the minute hand, but after each rewinding, it
will strike correctly once, and then be off again. Another wind-up clock will not run with its
door closed. Another will keep perfect time
but will not chime. Someone wound it too
tight. I can make it chime, but it will
not run.
I
have a chiming schoolhouse clock that I gave my mom that I inherited. It is battery operated. It stopped running and I tried to “fix” it on
several occasions. After checking for
dead batteries and still no life, I did not work on it for several months. I started to store it but for some odd reason
I blew into it and it worked for a long time.
Maybe it runs off a battery and hot air.
It
takes time to keep all the clocks wound and regulated. People ask me how I tolerate all the clocks
chiming at the same time. Well, you get
used to it and the sound is hypnotic.
Why
clocks? Remember God’s timing is always perfect,
and life is full of adjustments. Moses,
who understood something about time, reminds us of Tempus Fugit in Psalm 90:12.
So teach us to number our days,
that we may apply our hearts to wisdom (KJV).
As
we celebrate the Sanctity of Human Life each January, the reality is we start to die the
moment of our conception and start to live forever at our second birth. We must seize the day and live our purpose of
our creation. We must use good sense in
preparation for eternity.
Author,
preacher, theologian, and poet Dr. Calvin Miller writes:
“Improve Time in time,
while the Time doth last,
For all Time is no
time, when the Time is past.
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