With time, all wounds will heal even though there seems like a residue of grief, sorrow and even regret will hang on sometimes.

 

With time, we want it to rush by when we are doing something we don’t want to. We have become clock watchers as the hours tick by.

 

Tick…tick…tick…we watch the time….why? Will something happen if we stay focused on it?

 

Time will come to us all in the form of age….I hate that.

 

Time will live on for eternity and it is hard for me to fathom that.

 

Time will take care of most things….why do we give it such little regard and hurry it along so?

 

Time can be a gift or a curse, depending on how you use it.

 

Time… I wish I could turn back the hands of it every once in a while to do life better, bigger and with more joy….

 

But, I have no control over it; my Father does…

 

Time… what a funny thing, yet everything runs by it….

 

You can’t touch time or feel or smell time, yet it is ever present..

 

Time… I wish I had more.

 

Time… what a funny thing but it is no laughing matter.

 

Lord, may I please have some more of it?