Time for what matters

God doesn’t make time, he gives us time and we scrimp and save and invest it into the people we love. We pour our life-time allowances into Facebook and Twitter, with little return, and the widow’s mite on friends. Second hands click into minute hand ticks into a tock at the top of the hour. Always late for some important date, we rush past the moments that matter. We don’t make time, we spend it like dollars in debits and credits, never checking our balance. One day we’ll overdraw on time and fail to draw breath, and recall in that small moment when time freezes that people mattered most.