Time, the Tyrant
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Looking out our bedroom window, I like watching for wildlife: birds, squirrels, rabbits, the occasional deer and sometimes a rodent or two.
I sometimes think about how they are not bothered by time. They have no
idea what time it is, nor do they need to know. Whether nocturnal or diurnal,
the position of the sun - and perhaps some more subtle signs - tells them all
they need to know.
We
humans, on the other hand, are slaves to time. We use all our technological
savvy to measure it down to the nanosecond. America's official time, according
to a recent article on the National Public Radio web site, is kept at a
government laboratory in Boulder, CO.
"Exact" Time
And the people there help us know the “exact” time. The National Institute of Standards and Technology (NIST) “broadcasts the time to points across the country. It's fed through computer networks and cell phone towers to our personal gadgets, which tick in perfect synchrony. Humanity's ever-improving agreement on the time smooths communication, transportation, and lubricates our economy.”
Maybe
so, but even the NIST time isn’t absolute. The institute has created a system that can count
the time to within one quadrillionth of a second, says the article, or within a
second over the course of about 30 million years.
Not
bad, but the article quotes Chanda Prescod-Weinstein, a theoretical physicist
at the University of New Hampshire, saying that “the time we're experiencing is
a social construct,” and that “in some of the odder corners of the universe,
space and time can stretch and slow – and sometimes even break down
completely.”
Nonetheless,
the time from the Boulder lab runs our lives. “It says when planes take off and
land, when markets open and close, when schoolchildren arrive at class. It
controls computer networks, navigation tools and much, much more.”
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I
recall as a youth being saddened by the song, “Auld Lang Syne,” which is commonly
sung around New Year. The title is Scottish, meaning “old long since,”
according to Wikipedia, “though in practice it means ‘old times,’ especially
times fondly remembered, as well as an “old or long friendship.”
The melody, though beautiful, is a bit maudlin, for me at least,
prompting a sadness for the passing of the former year instead of providing a happy
expectation for the year to come.
But the celebration of the earth once again passing around the sun
presents a different challenge for people searching for God. A new year brings
up the issue of the extent to which we’re willing to trust God.
To be sure, trusting God doesn’t mean believing that God will shield us
from woe. Hardship and sadness are bound to come. It’s part of the human
condition.
With Us Until the End
The great challenge for the believer, and people who want to be, is the conviction that no matter what happens, God – whom Jesus continually refers to as our father – knows what happens to us, loves us and is with us until the end. And, that the “end” isn’t what it appears.
“Eye has not seen, nor has ear heard … what God has prepared for those
who love him,” promises the first letter of Paul to the Corinthians.
This puts a different twist on the problem of time. Seeing reality in
this way should put our anxiety and sadness in perspective. The reign of Time,
the Tyrant, is compromised and our slavery to it should be ended.
It may take not just a new year, but a lifetime to adopt this way of
seeing things. But I believe it’s the calling of all of us who are searching
for God.
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