First the disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the song… nor do I intend to make any money from this blog. And, as a matter of full disclosure: I have never asked, nor will I ask for any compensation, monetization, or gratuities from this blog.
While I believe Mr. Croce penned these words concerning a physical love; I have often contemplated the thought of this in the spiritual sense and my relationship with God.
“If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you”
This is exactly the message that God offers to us.
- Revelation 3:5 “He that overcometh, the same shall be clothed in white raiment; and I will not blot out his name out of the book of life, but I will confess his name before my Father, and before his angels.”
- Revelation 3:12 “Him that overcometh will I make a pillar in the temple of my God, and he shall go no more out: and I will write upon him the name of my God, and the name of the city of my God, which is new Jerusalem, which cometh down out of heaven from my God: and I will write upon him my new name.”
- Revelation 3:21-22 “To him that overcometh will I grant to sit with me in my throne, even as I also overcame, and am set down with my Father in his throne. He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches.”
I believe God gives us things for very specific reasons and the timing of those things, albeit not in the sequence I would chose, are always in perfect timing for God. The following example is prime evidence.
After 18 months of immunotherapy for Melanoma, my wife and I are looking forward to a return to regular activities. We get good news on her 3 month and 6 month scans in March of 2020 and within days we are in full lockdown. Fortunately for both of us, we are employed in critical fields, we were never laid off. Praise God!
Six months into the the plannedemic… my wife’s only brother runs into disaster. His wife, our sister-in-law, had been suffering from a bipolar issue and finally succumb to the disease. Her actions following the “breakdown” was beyond anyone’s wildest dreams. In the span of an hour she managed to get him fired from his job, got them evicted from their home, and the welfare departments investigating multiple people for abuse and neglect charges.
I have a modest 1200 sqr foot home, 2 dogs and a teenager. Our home is already rather full. Yet we managed to take on the brother and his two toddlers. Between the training the children had received from the bipolar mother, strain and confusion of moving, the complete disappearance of a parent and the differing manners of house rules….. we had chaos!
To the people braving it out and raising your grandchildren I say bravo! You have my prayers and my sympathy. There is nothing more trying than coming home to a four year old that is dead set on ruining your evening. The fight over dinner, the tantrum at bath time followed by screeching and whaling at bed time. Only to be greeted by grunts and growls at breakfast. This is demanding work and for anyone over 50 and working 50 hours week…. this is the things nightmares are made of….
The thirty year-olds that are parents have no less daunting a task but they do have age and energy on their side. At 30, I felt like a brick outhouse, at 40 more like wooden dog house. At 50 things began to hurt for no known reason. “Did you trip? NO. Did you catch it on the door? NO” is a very real and a very repeated conversation these days. Is it 60 when you begin the organ recitals? “You know my liver quivers and my eyes are going.” “Didn’t you have your gall bladder out in 20…..”
So here I am, down a gall bladder with houseguests, 2 dogs, 6 fish, and 2 lizards…. all cuddled up in 1200 sqr feet of suburbia, during a lockdown and media panic. It is during this time my employer asks me to move locations 3 times to facilitate training and growth. The training I provided for their growth actually provided my own growth and training opportunities as well. I am not mad at all as we both benefited equally as I believe it should be. The flip side of that situation is the added stress of assimilating to a new location. Not everyone does everything the exact same way, you have to learn the variables of that particular location. It takes time to adjust and when you try to repeat that process in a very short amount of time… very difficult.
The last move that I made was to a brand new location. This was a true start-up. Having been an entrepreneur previously I know all too well the intensity and the demand on your talents to become successful. The fortunate side of this endeavor has been the ability to gain employment for the brother-in-law! Again praise God!
I said all of that to say this… borrowing once again from Mr. Croce….
“But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do,”
There is a need in this world to educate and evangelize the lost like never before. The social media is replete with the cheers of the wicked while they win major battles in policy. Being a believer in anything other than the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob is not only mainstream, it is almost expected.
My apologies for my absence during these days. To those that seek truth daily…. I offered very little during those days and should have forged on.
Today we are back to a single family home full of pets. We did lose one of our dogs during this trying time but our home is still full…Praise God.
Hoping my explanation warrants your forgiveness….
Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you, and ordained you,
that ye should go and bring forth fruit, and that your fruit should remain:
that whatsoever ye shall ask of the Father in my name, he may give it you.
PS. working on Dissecting the Dispensational Delusion…. how Satan blinds us