Time Waits for No One

The hour went back on Sunday morning. Time in reverse, as it were. Snatching a free hour from the jaws of the inexorable forward march of time. But of course it’s a virtual step backward. Like crossing the International Dateline. A longer lie in and brighter early morning run by the river is what it meant for me.

Time, much like life itself, keeps moving forward. You can’t undo the past, you can only add to it, learn from it, adapt to it, in spite of all of those science fiction “back to the future” dreams. Which makes the idea of the gospel and God’s grace so healthy and healing. because it has a way of dealing with the past while looking forward positively and definitively to the future. As it says in the book of Hebrews “Fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and the finisher of our faith ... we throw off everything that hinders and entangles...”

Most of us live their lives with a whole pile of regrets, unfinished business and unfulfilled hopes, and there are always things we wish we had never done, relationships we wish we had never entered into. But few of us have a sure way of deal with the baggage of the past, other than moving on and trying to put it all behind you. Most couples would rather “unmarry”, if that could be possible, than divorce. The process of undoing that which you have entered into is messy and difficult, a tearing and torn edges are always painful to look at and to touch. It would have better, we think, if we could put the clock back to our previous life and try again

Jesus, through his cross, is able to heal our past - not to change it, or make it go away - but heal it, and, in fact, grow something better and stronger out of it, so that we can move on to more positive futures.