Going deep today. I have been thinking about time lately and how it really is all relative. Most of us, in our day to day lives, tend to think in terms of Monday through Friday and then the weekend. Sometimes we think in terms of reminiscents of history, like our high school or college time periods. Sometimes we think in terms of last week and other times we think in terms of the next big life event, births and deaths. Old people tend to lose all track of time and have to ask what day of the week it is, as everything runs together. Today I am thinking in terms of decades. Like I have been working here in Dallas since 1998, for ten years.

For instance, I will be 34 in a month. Assuming I live to be 100(if I am lucky) one third of my life is over. Now my kids will never know this person I am now, much like I have no concept of my parents before my birth. What were they like? Like if me at 34 met them at 34 how weird would that be? I know for sure I am going to change once Bacon Burger is born. I will be a different person with different priorities than I ever was. In going over the past, a realization that only 4 years of high school and 5 years of college were made out to be more important than they actually were. 4 years out of 100 is only 4% of my life, but yet it seemed really important because everything mattered to me back then. Now that I am older and wiser, not much really matters.

Now if I do live to be 100(knock on wood), I have around 66 years left to go. That is alot of years. Even the time my kids will live with me(18 years) is a rather small percentage of my overall life. People say kids grow up so fast and I can see that, given growing up is probably only one fifth of their entire life as well. Also, I am thinking about how long I have left to work. Assuming I retire at 68 that is double the amount of my current life, another 34 years of going to work. Since my kid will be born when I am 34 I can assume he will go to college when I am 52, leaving me another 16 years of working, which is more than I have worked thus far. Then what happens from 68 to 100, for 32 years of my life? For the duration in which I am at now? I think everyone works to retire, but they have no plans after that. Matter of fact I think the only planning we ever do is for the beginning of an event, like where to go to college, what job do I want, let's have a kid, let's retire at so and so.

So what am I getting at? Well, time is all relative and quite frankly, meaningless. Sure it may have meaning to us at the time, but as it moves forward things become forgotten. In the end all of your experiences fade away into oblivion with no mark on the world and no remembrances. I think of King Solomon who said everything is done in vain and then I think of Corinthians which said that the only thing we do that is not in vain is the work of the Lord. I also think about why we worry about things that are but moments in time and quickly forgotton.

So what is the solution to relative time? Should we be like high school and think everything matters or be like obsessed adults worrying only about money, perceptions and our kids? Or should we be like a person who seizes the day without thought of tomorrow? I think none of those. I think Corinthians is right. It is not our earthly life that we should work for, it is our eternal life that we should concentrate on. Because as we look back at how relative time is, it is our eternal life that overshadows it all. I think we can find peace and solace in knowing that we have a place in heaven after this life is over. In the mean-time let's live like God wants us to and make a difference in someone else's life and maybe point the way. And that's all I've got to say about that.