They Say He’s a Time Keeper

When I consider time, with

The passing of diapers and whines

That grow into calls for food like

Mac and cheese, bacon, or pizza,

I consider time a growing experience.

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When I consider time, with lessons

In counting and biology, tests gone

Wrong and others a success. Late nights

Panicking over projects, teachers, notes–

I see time as a steady teacher.

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When I consider time, with jobs–

Money dueling bills; a kind word

For diligence and simple attendance–

Doing what I am paid to do.

I see time as an accountant.

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When I consider time, with her absence

Of friends and fading of faces, all

Leaving unannounced and too soon.

I remember the grief and pain. Then

I see time as a tear giver.

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When I consider time, with lilies

Pressed on my future stone, and hear

Cries of those kissing my soul

Farewell. Dust to dust. Tears. Ashes.

I see time as a short joy.

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When I consider time, with

Joyful life above with loves

Dwelling in the sky without pain.

Assured I’ll dwell above stars, then

I see time as a gift.

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When I consider time, with

Peace in a Savior who died to give

Life to all who believe, and rose

That we might live in victory,

I see time not as a waste.

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When I consider time, with her

Short delights and many pains, I

Remember she also gives to all

A purpose. To live life and to

Utilize time as God’s gift.

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When I consider time, with no

Doubt I shall weep. Only for a

Time. Then I shall rejoice. For

She is commanded by Him that

I may see time for who she is:

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Time is short and constant,

Reflective of earthly things.

She shows us weak, hesitant

Until we trust in the Timeless Being.

I see time as a conquered clock.

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