Time ticking on

I work in a job where time is everything. We are constantly watching the clock and changing our positions and stances with the ever ticking edifice. I have become rather good at ignoring what time it is, while still paying close attention to it. With work I have built up a good routine, I know that eventually the clock will advance and I will leave. In fact, this is what I often tell myself as time drags on. "Time will pass and before you know it you will be leaving."

This truth about time, that it marches relentlessly on, comes back to bite me. Here I am twenty-nine years old, still in college, with the ultimate goal of getting a job and settling down. I have been in college since 1999, with only a couple short breaks. I remember thinking that I could never be a doctor or get a Ph.D because of how long I would be in school. Now I would love to just have a career that I can retire with. Thus I am seeking to be a high-school teacher, a career in which I can plant myself in relative ease.

Yet time marches relentlessly on. I am still here working on my degree, dogged with delays and obstacles. The joy of it all is that God is working every bump and turn in the road for my good and his glory. I am trying to get done, for I know my life is on hold until I can settle down with this new career.

I know that realistically I cannot date or marry until I am finished. I am hesitant to build up or attain any friendship here, for I will be leaving here soon (I hope). I am living with my parents, so anything I want to improve about my home or room will not benefit me in the long term. They will sell this house eventually, with all the benefits I add to it. (I love my parents and they are providing me with free room and board, so I am not complaining!) Any money I save is going to pay for the schooling I am undertaking. I just feel that until I get a real job and move home, I will be living in limbo.

So as I feel at times (right now) that time is going so terribly slow, I know one truth, time marches relentlessly on. I once thought that getting married would never happen, it did and then before I knew it she died to me and left. I thought once that college, then grad school would never end. Yet they did and I am just working on what is hopefully the final installment of my primary education.

So let's raise a glass to God, who controls this time we are in. For him millennia are as a second.