Time runs its race within Your Hands


CF2YcskUIAA8gX_Lyricoftheday “Time runs its race within Your Hands”- Hillsong United “Here Now (Madness)”

Isn’t time the strangest concept. The more I think about it, the less I understand how it works or makes sense. I have this experience when I sit with clients. Sometimes an hour can feel like a minute, or a minute feel like an hour. Time often feels like a cruel dictator. Caging our hopes and dreams or tying us to all we used to be. We feel like it should measure something or give us some kind of stability but the only thing we know about time is that, it is always moving. Like a hasmter on a wheel. Running, running, running. Time is a lot like us in that sense. We are always running, running, running. But who will win? Time or us?

I feel like I’m always losing the race against time. I’m always wanting to do more, be more, use more. But it all takes time and I’m sick of waiting and watching it go by.

Isn’t it a comfort that even though it seems to get away from us, it can never outrun our Heavenly Father. He holds us and He holds time. He transcends. He is never early, never late. He exists outside and invites us with him to step off the treadmill of trying to timeline our lives and realize Time is not our enemy: we are held in the same Hands.

the rise to overcoming

I will rise. I will rise.
As Christ was raised to Life- @HillsongUnited- Beneath the Waters (I will rise)

Do you ever feel like you are drowning? Like you’ve gotten bad break after bad break? And all you want to do is come up for air, even just for a second. To breathe without the burden you can’t seem to lift. Maybe it’s hard to wake up in the morning: knowing you are going to have to face that difficult situation, or person and there doesn’t seem like there is a way out.  You’ve prayed for what seems like days, weeks, months and nothing ever seems to change.

There is good news. There is a way out.

“But for you who revere my name, the sun of righteousness  will rise with healing in its rays. And you will go free, leaping with joy like calves let out to pasture.”- Malachi 4:2

Just as one went before you, and rose above the deepest adversity. The worst torture. The unspeakable betrayal. Fear, Loneliness, Pain. Jesus rose from the same ashes, the same bondage the same hardship that faces us today. And just as one who has forged a path on a mountain climb in the wilderness, He has made a way. When there seems like no way, make this your prayer. Tell yourself: the rise is coming. All you have to do is revere His name, look to Him. Reach out your hand when you can’t seem to stand. He will lift you up, lift you up to overcoming.