Time Keeps on Slipping, Slipping Away

I admit to being fascinated with time ... especially when I feel I don't have enough of it. As a student, time would seem to drag during the school week. On weekends, it would fly by at supersonic speeds. As an adult, I've had times of boredom where the hands of the clock seemed glued to a particular hour. And, like today, I'm wishing for 27 hours in the day.

Haddon Robbinson, Distinguished Professor of Preaching at Gordon-Conwell Seminary, noted that there are some preachers who can preach for an hour and it seems like 20 minutes. Then, there are others who preach for 20 minutes and make it seem like hours!

I have to reluctantly agree with those who note that everyone has the same amount of time and it is how we use it that makes the difference. I don't like it ... but I agree. I can find a time or two - usually in the last 24-48 hours that I made choices that now effect my present use of time. I can kick myself or just get on with it.

1 Samuel 18-19