How many stories have you heard from childhood until now that have coaxed you into a plot, setting and dialogue with this invitation? And how many times have you sunk into the heart of characters because of this subtle summons to enter into a person's suffering and celebration. Those four words open time for you.
I don't turn my clock back for one whole day on the time-change weekend. It's like
found time. It seems like a gift. And maybe even more than that, the hour seems
to open up the morning as if the clock has stopped. Even the second day after
the time change, I'm up waiting for the day to begin enjoying my gift of an
hour. Perhaps a bit of a game, but it's a pleasant one.
The
second gift in this time of the year is that when I wake up, I'm not wondering
around in the dark. Day break has opened the skies. Yet through the day, I'm
very much aware that I've been given an hour—a whole hour. It's already been
lived once, yet waits to be enjoyed again. Now I could turn my watch back and
miss all this fun. All I have to do is look at the other clocks in the
house—Doug has changed them, which makes it even funnier as he's either early
for dinner or I'm late.
Some people
use the word time in disgust when you're late or miss a deadline, "It's
about time!" showing their lack of tolerance or patience. But, it is about
time, isn't it, as most things are. Some people punch a time clock at the
beginning and end of each day. The school bus regularly stops at the front of
the house at the same time each day. At times, you've probably thought,
"I'm going to spend quality time with. . ."
Many years ago, I wrote
a three-act play entitled, "The Gift of Time" for our church's 140th anniversary.
The script spanned four generations showing how people used time to learn,
relate, grow in faith and carve out a life out of The Queen's Bush in Grey
County. It was an interesting write and it created an indelible mark in my
memory of honouring God, family time, past
generations as well as the responsibility to prepare for future generations.
"God moves across the pages of time, Giving good things to you.
You've tasted joy and strife. It's all a part of life. Oh, that precious gift of time."
Take some time on Monday,
November 11th to remember the men and women who gave their lives, as
well as those who served and returned home.
Blessings,
Donna
Aggie's Voice: The Stratford Years was launched October
29, 2013 (3rd book in the Aggie trilogy)
A Rare Find: Ethel Ayres Bullymore - A Legend of an Epic Canadian Midwife; book launch Dec.
7/13 at Faith Family Books and Gifts/Toronto
4 comments:
Thank you for this 'timely' word, Donna.
I reckon the playfulness indicated by your 'time game' helps keep you young. :)
I agree with your encouragement re. Remembrance Day.
I'm to convene a R/Day service and observance at a retirement centre on Nov. 11th.
The older generation understands the need and value . . . ~~+~~
Thank you for your kind words. I wish you well with the R/Day service - so very important. I'm sure people will be blessed with your words as you help them remember and give place for their feelings. Blessings. D.
Thanks Donna.
I trust you and Doug have a blessed weekend and Remembrance time.
(I'll be heading out in 20 minutes' time for a ret/residence service at another location . . . one of my favourite venues.)~~+~~
Thank you,Donna, for your reflections on time and what it means. Time to write is another aspect which you manage to fit in as well. Congratulations on your recent book publishings.
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