WHAT DAY IS THIS?

Do you ever lose track of time? Ever lose a day? Today I am reminded of the old CHICAGO song; "DOES ANYBODY REALLY KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?"

I got up this morning and like a dutiful husband pulled the trash to the curb because Friday is Trash day. I asked the girl at Starbucks if she was having a good Friday and she just looked at me oddly and said, "No." Wow, "must be bad", I thought. At work I was called to say I would need to meet with a family tomorrow at 4pm and I said, "Well, I was planning on going to our company day at the Zoo". My comrade kindly said, "Gary tomorrow is Friday, not Saturday". Suddenly, I am still one day away from the weekend. I would have really been upset to be waiting at the movies to meet my wife this evening, if only to find out it was only Thursday.

Have you ever realized that time is just the manner by which we measure life events? Time is our measurement; not God’s. We think we have a schedule, we think we have plans, we make out plans, but God directs our steps.

I find people never really know where they are on God's time-table, some maybe thinking it's Friday, they've lived a long-life and they are wondering why God hasn't called them home yet; when in reality it's only Thursday or far too often; we think it's only Tuesday and it is in fact, late Sunday night and our time on earth has all but gone.

You are only a vapor; life is as brief as the flicker of your eye lash. Most of us live our lives as though we have forever to find God. He is always closer than we realize and our time to accomplish His will here below is often much less than we might want to know.

This morning as I was coming south on 71, a woman in a white Mazda cut me off in the fast lane; cutting over, she missed my right front bumper by inches. I was doing 70 and she felt the need to get in front of me.

It happened so fast, I couldn't react and she missed me pulling left before cutting through three lanes of traffic the other direction, leaving the freeway via the very next exit. I don’t know why she was in such a hurry, but she almost outran time.

Less than a second of traveling time was the difference of her clipping me and sliding in. Had I hit my horn (my first thought) she may have hesitated enough to cause us to collide. The ironic part of the story is that I am certain she is totally unaware of how close she came to causing a multi-car pile-up at 70 plus mile an hour. A moment's difference and lives could have been cast into eternity forever.

I am sure she is at her desk somewhere in the city - going through life as usual with no idea how differently this day could have been for all of us on 71 south.

You and I have this moment; nothing more, we plan for later today, tomorrow, next week, next year; we may think we know what time it is, when indeed only God knows what the next hour holds. Live now for the Kingdom of God, it may be all you really have. Amen!