I’m not late, I’m coming!
Time is imaginary, right? Just like money. Not real. Just a concept. A suggestion.
If I have, say, a 3:00 meeting that is 20 minutes away and I leave at 2:50. I’m not late. Not until I am halfway there and the clock ticks 3:00 am I late.
If I have a project due tomorrow by noon that I haven’t started, I’m not late. Not until tomorrow comes and the deadline passes. At 12:01, I’m late. At 11:59, I still have time. Perhaps a miracle will happen and …
If I have, say, a book that I am trying to write. And there is no deadline. It’s just done when it’s done. I set the timing. I’m completely in charge. It can’t be late. That’s a good thing, right? I shouldn’t let a silly old ticking clock control me. Or a day-timer. Or a calendar.
Well, timing is imaginary, right? A human fabrication. Something we created so we could call meetings and assign projects and …
I don’t have a very good relationship with time. In fact, we’re enemies. I disregard it. Spend it at will on anything I wish. As if it grew on trees. As if it were endless.
God’s time is. Not mine. The time I am spending today belongs to both of us. He shared it with me. How could that be my enemy?
Head down. Dig in. There’s work to be done.
Posted on May 3, 2013, in Life, Mind and tagged deadlines, God, hurry, procrastination, psychology, time, time management. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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