Time, like art is not what, it is the way we do it. |
The Way I Believe It Now?
Why is it when someone close to me dies that I can suddenly see and understand myself and our lives as I never could before? This is the prime reason I am convinced, when we lose this body that will not help us, as Jesus said, that I will exist in a new and marvelously aware form after death of the flesh.
Paul of the Bible knew this when he said, now we see things darkly, but then face to face. I am also convinced God places odeas in our hearts. If I did not believe in God where would that leave me? Understanding God is the present, not the past or the future. We yearn to exist eternally, and yet we cannot really express ourselves outside of time.
Time calls for a comparison before it can exist. Physical science does not give us a clear idea of what time is, even though we cannot conceive in the flesh without it. Time is vast shortly before it is gone. After it is over, we can see our time is gone too quickly and we are dead so incredibly long. All this without understanding time?
We understand doggerel like time is money. We always can know how much money we have, but never know how much time.
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