Time Doesn’t Care
My old Timex watch has seen better days. The lens is chipped, scratched and scuffed. The band is cracking in several places and the strap holder fell off years ago. One days it’ll disintegrate and I’ll be forced to buy a new one.
I was looking at the watch this morning and reflected on how well it’s “taken a licking and kept on ticking!” At almost 10 years old I’ve never had to replace the battery, the watchband or clasp. I also thought about how many life events have transpired since I bought it. Moves, job changes, personal transitions, ups and downs, good and bad, heartaches and triumphs. This time piece has ticked every second of these away.
Time is a difficult concept to comprehend and stops for no one. There were difficult seasons when each day seemed to last forever. Others where time flew by; blinked and they were gone. Yet the watch never rushed, never slowed. To it every second, minute, hour was the exact same. Each progression of numbers, change of date, new day that arrived was marked.
Whatever our journey brings, time is our constant companion. It doesn’t pause, doesn’t judge, doesn’t care. It just keeps moving.