Where in the world does time go?

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I re­mem­ber my grand­fa­ther telling me that the older you get the faster time flies. Laugh­ing at him at the time, I thought it was an­other of his lit­tle sto­ries he loved telling.

Just the other day I caught my­self telling one of my grand­chil­dren, “The older you get the faster time flies.” Then it oc­curred to me. I am my grand­fa­ther. I am not sure how I got here, but here I am.

It is hard keep­ing up with things, es­pe­cially when time ticks by so fast. Just when you think you are all caught up, you re­al­ize you have to start it all over again.

I was com­plain­ing about this the other day to the Gra­cious Mistress of the Par­son­age. Nor­mally, I try not to do any com­plain­ing in her pres­ence. She has the abil­ity of turn­ing my com­plaint up­side down and con­fus­ing me to the ex­tent that I have no idea what I am com­plain­ing about.

In my com­plaint, I said, “Where does time go?”

“Where,” my wife said rather sar­cas­ti­cally, “do you want time to go?”

I had to stop and think about that one. In fact, I am still tr ying to think about that one. To be rather hon­est, I do not know where I want time to go. The only thing I do know is, I do not want it to go by so fast. Why can’t time slow down just a lit­tle bit, es­pe­cially as I get older.

In my con­fused state of mind my wife said, “Would you do me a fa­vor and go to the gro­cery store and pick up some items? I just don’t have enough time to do it my­self.”

When­ever my wife asked me to do her a “fa­vor,” I be­lieve there should be some kind of a rec­om­pense for my time. Af­ter all, my time is valu­able, at least to me it is.

So, I said, “Would you mind…” and my wife in­ter­rupted, “Yes, I would, just get what is on the list. I need it tonight.”

Be­ing of a hus­band men­tal­ity, all I re­ally heard her say was “yes.”

As I was headed out the door, I heard her say, “And hurry, I need that stuff for this evening.”

I looked at the list and there were about 12 items she wanted me to get at the gro­cery store.

Be­cause time was of the essence, I tried to hurry us much as I could. In Penn­syl­va­nia we have an old say­ing that says, “The hur­rier I go the be­hin­der I get.” Be­lieve me, much of my life has been in the be­hin­der cat­e­gory.

Be­fore start­ing out, I glanced at the list to make sure I knew what she wanted. I got to the gro­cery store, parked my ve­hi­cle and then went in and got a shop­ping cart and started my jour­ney of shop­ping. Which I re­ally, re­ally hate. Shop­ping is not a favorite thing of mine.

Start­ing up the first aisle, I grabbed for the shop­ping list to see what my first item would be. I checked my shirt pocket, no shop­ping list. I searched all of my pock­ets and much to my cha­grin, no shop­ping list.

I may have left it in my ve­hi­cle, but since time was of the essence, I did not have time to go back to try to look for it. I thought I could do every­thing from mem­ory. Af­ter all, I do not use my mem­ory that of­ten so I should be in good stand­ing.

I threw about six items in the shop­ping cart and then looked at my watch. I was run­ning out of time. Time goes so quickly when you are try­ing to re­mem­ber some­thing, es­pe­cially your wife’s shop­ping list.

Know­ing there were around 12 items on the shop­ping list I sank into panic mode. What were those other six items? For the life of me, I could not re­mem­ber.

I did have an op­tion I thought about. I could call my wife on my cell phone and ask her to text me the list. Then, I would be in trou­ble be­cause I would not have enough time to call her and then get the items and get home in time.

I tried to put in things I thought were on the list, but it was get­ting late. Time was run­ning out.

Then I did some­thing I would later re­gret. Headed to­wards the checkout line, I passed the bak­ery where they had ap­ple frit­ters on sale. With­out even stop­ping, be­cause time was get­ting away from me, I grabbed two ap­ple frit­ters and threw them in the shop­ping cart. Why I did that, who knows. When I brought all the items from the gro­cery store and put them on the kitchen table, my wife looked them over and in­formed me that I only got two items on her list. “Why didn’t you get the rest of the items?”

All I could say was, “I’m sorry, time got away from me.” Be­lieve me when I say, that will be the last time I use that ex­cuse.

I could not help but think of a verse of Scrip­ture. “To ever y thing there is a sea­son, and a time to ev­ery pur­pose un­der the heaven” (Ec­cle­si­astes 3:1).

Ev­ery­body has the same amount of time; it’s how you use that time that re­ally makes the dif­fer­ence. Time, as I have dis­cov­ered, is no ex­cuse for not get­ting some­thing done.

Dr. James L. Sny­der is pas­tor of the Fam­ily of God Fel­low­ship, 1471 Pine Road, Ocala, FL 34472. He lives with his wife in Sil­ver Springs Shores. Call him at 352687-4240 or email jamess­ny­der2@ att.net. The church web­site is www. whatafel­low­ship.com.

POND­TOWN — Boardly Chapel AME Church will hold Women’s Day at 3:30 p.m. March 5 with spe­cial guest Elder Chris­tine Pritch­ett. All are wel­come. For in­for­ma­tion, call 410-9285677.

CHURCH HILL — On Satur­day, March 4, Bethel AME Church, 208 Agnes St., will host a non­profit fi­nan­cial train­ing sem­i­nar which will pro­vide valu­able in­for­ma­tion for fi­nan­cial of­fi­cers and any­one who has a de­sire to be in­formed.

San­dra House­man, as­sis­tant branch man­ager for PNC Bank, will be the fa­cil­i­ta­tor. All are wel­come to in gain­ing fi­nan­cial aware­ness. Free reg­is­tra­tion on site.

For more in­for­ma­tion, con­tact Al­freda Den­nis Boyer at 410726-8087 or email 129con­ley@ gmail.com.

The Rev. Bedelia Com­modore is pas­tor.

GREENS­BORO — New Be­gin­nings United Methodist Church, 117 Park Ave., offers Hour of Power, a mid-week ser­vice to keep you in touch with the Holy Spirit, 7 p.m. Thurs­days. No need to dress up; come as you are. The Rev. Cor­nelius D. Berry is the pas­tor.

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