Time Wounds

You have heard the saying, “Time heals all wounds.” And you have probably also heard the saying, “Time wounds all heels.” I have been thinking about time. It’s a reality we all live with. Time can be on our side or time can be against us. We can have either too much time on our hands or not enough time. We can waste time or we can save time. Time can be of the essence or we can take all the time that we want. We use time as a measurement. We can lose track of time. Time is something we must contend with all the time.

Time is something God created when He created our universe. It is said that a day is the same as a thousand years to God. He exists in time and out of time. Our time is measured out by the sun and the stars and the seasons. By nature, and our bodies and the many different cycles of the earth.

Time can be a tyrannical task master or a comforting friend. In my life, I have found that time changes all the time. One moment I can be relaxed enjoying leisure time and the next be under the pressure and stress of needing to be somewhere or do something important and not having enough time to get where I need to go or do what I need to do.

Time has dramatically changed for me since the onset of Parkinson’s disease. Before PD I was someone with a job and a family and a normal life of a man living in America the first part of the 21st century with all the demands and responsibilities that goes with that kind of life. The demands for my time changing all the time. Now, after PD, I’m finding it a challenge to fill up my time. Time has become something I have too much of. A person has a need to feel like the time they are given is being used productively. When I was working my time was almost always filled up with profitable endeavors automatically. My main job was allocating the time I had wisely so everything I was responsible to do got done on time. Now, my brain and my body will not allow me to do most of the things I use to do that filled up the time. I must create things to do to still feel I have value, even though I’m free from the tyranny of the immediate. Most of my time is free to do what my brain and body will allow me to do. But I have to force myself to do almost everything. I know that a multitude of evils awaits someone that has too much extra time and doesn’t find productive ways to fill that time. Boredom, sadness, depression, sin, compulsive behavior and addictions like gambling. All these and more awaits the person that doesn’t fill their time with things that not only fill the moments of the day but gives them the feeling of accomplishment and purpose that comes from using time wisely. Even if that accomplishment and purpose is only seen and appreciated by the person themselves. Maybe the saying that time wounds all heels is referring to the person that does not use their time wisely. Whether they struggle with not having enough time or they struggle with having too much time.

Whenever I think about time, the words written by Solomon come to my mind.

For everything there is a season,
a time for every activity under heaven.
A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to plant and a time to harvest.

A time to kill and a time to heal.
A time to tear down and a time to build up.
A time to cry and a time to laugh.
A time to grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
A time to search and a time to quit searching.
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
A time to tear and a time to mend.
A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
A time to love and a time to hate.
A time for war and a time for peace.

These occasions of time will be with us as long as we live on this earth. Once we are gone, time will no longer be something we will need to concern ourselves with. And If the saying, time heals all wounds is true, once we cross over, there will no longer be any wounds for time to heal.

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A Christian man in my mid 60's with Parkinson's disease. Married over 30 years with 3 married children and 2 grandkids.

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