This title came to me in my sleep last night. Let’s explore its meaning.
Webster’s Dictionary defines
time as “the measured or measurable period during which an action, process, or
condition exists or continues.”
When I look up at the heavens
at night and drink in the beauty and majesty of the vastness of outer space, I
stand in awe as I gaze at the celestial bodies that make up God’s glorious
creation. I feel so small in comparison
because it baffles my finite understanding.
Isaiah 55:8-9 declares that
God’s divine perspective and plans are infinitely higher and far more perfect
than human understanding—a powerful reminder of His sovereignty.
When I try to grasp its
splendor, it feels as though my mind is being turned inside out, much like my
wife does with my socks and T-shirts before washing them. Then, when I try to picture God the
Creator—and the fact that He has always been, with no beginning and no end—my
mind feels like it’s being turned upside down and twirled back and forth like
our washing machine tumbling the clothes.
There goes my mind again.
My brain struggles to grasp
the majesty of God when I think about creation and the fact that He formed us
from the dust of the earth so we could have fellowship with Him, our
Maker. Sometimes it feels like my mind wants
to do round-offs and back handsprings, like I did in high school gymnastics,
whenever I stop to think about the immeasurable beauty and magnificence of God.
Time began—or, more precisely,
time was created by God in the beginning when He created the heavens and the
earth. Before creation, there was no
created universe and no created time.
God existed outside of time because He is eternal. He has always been and always will be. There goes my mind again, trying to grasp the
wonders of God.
(Job 11:7), “Can you fathom
the mysteries of God?”
What blows my mind even more
is the fact that He knows my name and that it is written on the palm of His
hand. I am precious to Him. He loves me infinitely, just as He loves you,
the reader of this truth. He loved us so
much that He gave His only Son to die on the cross and pay the full price for
our sins—a debt we could never pay ourselves.
God has given every one of us
a certain amount of time on this earth to repent of our sins and become His
children. But time is running out. We truly live and die within time limitations.
I believe the time God has
given us is like a dressing room—a place of preparation where we prepare
ourselves for eternity. When Jesus
returns for His bride, the Church of the Living God, time as we know it will be
no more. Living forever with Him in
heaven, time itself will no longer matter.
Forever and ever…there goes my mind again.
But I don’t have to worry
about time or when it ends, because I’m a child of the King.
Written by,
Papa Boyd
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