“My times are in thy hand.”
(Psa. 31:15)
When I was just a boy there was a fairly popular jazz song, the singer was Rudy Vallee and was accompanied by his orchestra, “The Connecticut Yankees.” It was first sung by him in 1929, but still played in the 30’s and early 40’s, during the Big Band era. The title was, “My Time is Your Time.”
One of the great and memorial events in a saint’s life is when he or she gives Christ all their time. Every second, every minute, every hour, every day, every week, every month, every year, until we enter a timeless eternity! When time shall be no more. There, you’ll find, are no hands on God’s clock.
Time is a rare and precious commodity, created by a timeless God and once used can’t be gotten back. To exclude Him from our lives is
wasted time, which spells a wasted life. Our Lord does not mind us enjoying the things of life, family, friends, events, etc., as long as He shares those times with us.
wasted time, which spells a wasted life. Our Lord does not mind us enjoying the things of life, family, friends, events, etc., as long as He shares those times with us.
Jesus wants to be an intricate part of all we think, say, and do. Any time spent without Him is valueless. It adds up to less than nothing! The context of Jesus’ saying, “ Are there not twelve hours in the day?” is making our days count. He who made our days is worthy to be glorified each of those days!
“Then they that feared the LORD spake often one to another: and the LORD hearkened, and heard it, and a book of remembrance was written before him for them that feared the LORD, and that thought upon his name.”
(Mal. 3:16)
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