I feel as though God is timing my final years exactly so that I complete my tasks in a timely and well- ordered fashion. Although I get frustrated with apparent delays, the tasks that I am set, and have set myself, are being completed gradually, one after the other. I cannot rush things. I am not in a race against time. Time would always win such a race, in any case.
I should be able to do all the things I want to do in my remaining time, even though time goes so fast and even allowing for the unexpected. Time seems to go faster each day – this is a well-known phenomenon of aging but is only a perception, not a fact of “clock time” (although the PERCEPTION is a fact!).
I have the time now, but the perception of time speeding helps me prioritize my tasks so that I complete the most important and pressing jobs first. Knowledge of time passing concentrates my mind and allows me to allot time to tasks in each segment of the day, with anything left over at the end of the day to be carried forward to the next.
THE SPEED OF TIME
