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How is it, Lord,
that one day time can fly so fast
and the next day creep and crawl
like a tortoise, sure but slow?
How is it, Lord, that my heart's clock
sometimes ticks the passing of minutes
at an hour's pace...
How is it, Lord,
that time flies when I'm having fun
and stalls when times are tough?
And why, Lord,
when I pray for time to hurry,
why does it drag and dawdle -
just to tease and taunt my anxious soul?
I know that time is nothing for you, Lord:
you are ever timeless,
always present, always now,
always in the moment,
always always...
Draw me into your time, Lord,
into the hour of your grace,
that moment, this moment
when you're with me
and ever more will be...
Let the past not keep me from today
nor fear of future hold me back
from meeting you, now, in this moment,
for in truth and in real time, Lord,
now's the only time I have
to share and spend with you...
Amen.
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