Time is a funny thing. It is something that
is often hard to grasp and even harder to manage. We certainly never seem to have enough of it.
Heck! I have five time pieces in my office and I still don’t have enough time!
To add insult to injury, what time we do have seems to be slipping by at an ever faster rate.
As I write this, I’m listening to the great Pink Floyd classic,
Time. The first thing that comes to mind is an incident that happened at the mall I use to hang
out at when I was a teenager in Phoenix. The mall is still there and was called, as it is now, MetroCenter.
At that time, MetroCenter had at least three music stores that I
remember. The largest of those stores was “Wide, Wide, World of Music” and it was incredible.
The front part of the store was rows and rows of every conceivable album. The right rear corner
of the store was where guitars and amps were displayed. All of us rock star wannabe’s would pick
up the guitar of our dreams, plug in to one of the amps and played what little we knew on the guitar. How
painful it must have sounded!
The rear most portion of the store was raised
about four feet above the rest of the space and accessible by a short flight of stairs. This is where all
the top of the line audio gear was on display. The entire back wall was nothing but a wide variety of the
best home audio speakers available.
One
day, while going into that store to check out the latest albums and drool over the guitar of my dreams, I heard the infamous
clocks of Pink Floyd’s “Time” blaring from the wall of speakers. It seemed as though
the ground shook and my bones rattled. It was only later that I realized that the rattling wasn’t
my bones but my pea-sized brain bouncing around my cranium. But I digress.
In the mid-seventies, a lot of kids felt that the song was all about the distinctive sound and the overall
feel of the song. Now, thirty-something years later, I listen to the words and am struck by the relevancy
of their message. The following lines seem to accurately reflect the state of kids then, and now, as well
as many adults who are in some sort of rut:
“Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand
way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.”
Isn’t that how most of us spent our youth? Most
of us didn’t have the foggiest clue as to what we wanted to do with our lives. We just expected to
be shown what to do and we would do it, except there wasn’t that “someone or something” to show us the way.
Even those of us “of faith” felt as though we were bounced around like a pinball in Tommy’s “Pinball
Wizard” pinball machine, trying to figure it all out and walk the path to our destiny. Some of us
are still searching while others, sadly, never found it before their time ended.
I know of many of you Boomer’s who, despite the fact that you’ve passed the halfway mark of your
lives, you’re pursuing college degrees or brand new careers. It’s tough but you know that the
outcomes will be rewarding to you on many levels. But I will also suggest that you’re an inspiration
to those who find themselves in the valley of decision.
I
know others of you have suddenly found yourselves without your spouse or significant other. This may be
because of death or they told you that they don’t love you anymore. I’ve heard the stories:
You have courageously moved forward with starting new lives for yourselves even though your heart is still breaking.
You, too, are an inspiration to others.
I’ll
close this segment with a suggestion to those of you still trying to get some traction in this race called “life”.
I suggest that, though “one day you find ten years have got behind you. No one told you when
to run, you missed the starting gun”, we do still have today. We can make today count as well as
all of our future today’s.
Today,
we can focus like we never have before to find “the way”. The way to God; the way to make our
life’s path straighter than it’s ever been; the way to better relationships with our loved ones and friends; the
way to reconciliation with a friend or loved one that we parted ways with; the way to forgiveness from those we’ve wronged
or to those who wronged us; the way to higher education or a new career.
If you’ve already done all of that, then chart your way to make the most of today. Do
so before “the time is gone” and “the song is over”.
Now, if you’ll pardon me, I’ve got to go buy another clock for my office.