That Thin Eternal Line
I have been working on the concept of time and its varied natures, specifically its relentlessness. Nothing stops time, and even though time offers us our only vehicle by which we can exist as human beings, it is also terribly inconvenient and often hostile to our spiritual, emotional and psychological health. What brought me to these meditations on time was the death of my father. As I was meditating on it, I realized that he was the only link to my grandfather, whom I had never met. In fact I didn't even know his middle name. It stunned me to contemplate a man of whom even one of his closest relatives had no inkling, yet who had lived like most of us with hopes and dreams, hard work, successes and failures, likes and dislikes.
Time renders much, if not all, of our lives irrelevant. What could give our lives relevance? Only the passing on of our fatih in Christ offers us any hope of living a relevant life.Subscribe