Time

Time is such a simple thing that has more complexity than anything else in the world. The same amount of time can move quickly or slowly. It seems that it never does what we want it to--time has the ultimate control and can act as it wishes. There are moments when we want time to stand still and moments that we wish time would fly. Something I recently experienced that is so odd to me is an instance where time stops for you while everyone else's time is going on as usual. When my grandpa was being taken by the ambulance after his stroke, my time stopped. The family walking down the road gathering pinecones passed by and smiled with the biggest pinecones I've ever seen in their arms. After they passed, we were only a family that tragedy had struck and their lives were only affected for that moment, but the image of that family is forever burned in my memory. I stared at them as time was moving slower than it ever had, envying their carefree Thanksgving. I had to snap back to reality and understand that being jealous of their happiness didn't make my sorrow any better.  At that point in time, time drug along slowly for me and passed the pinecone family by quickly.   Times has been such an odd friend to me-- it has taught me so much. Whether it has been break ups, victories, special moments, laughs, or tragedy, time has been there waiting to use its power to teach me something. I've begged time to fly so many times trough difficult trials, but if it would have flown, I wouldn't have experienced some of the special moments that are significant in my life. Likewise, I have asked time to slow down when things were full of bliss, but if it had then I wouldn't appreciate those perfect moments. Time is constant yet never the same for any person. The only person unaffected by the test of time is God Himself. That's why I find myself calling out to Him to help time be good to me.