In the early days of cinematography, moving pictures were flipped by hand, cranked one frame at a time. The first few frames would linger visibly on the screen before the next frame would appear. You would see the lapse and hear the flick-flick-flick of the shutters. Gradually, the operator would work up enough speed and you were no longer conscious of any lapse of time, being lulled into a deception of movement, clear and smooth.
Grief is like that. Each tick, tick, tick of the day lingers, shadowed by intermittent darkness, flicking ever so slowly, a life framed in loss. Then gradually, time quickens. It gathers up speed so that we hardly hear the crank of each second. Then, with some blurring of time, the days smooth out and the movement of life resumes. -----G. Hill
God grant us the serenity to accept the things we cannot change, the courage to change the things we can, and the wisdom to know the difference. ------Reinhold Niebuhr
The distinction between the past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion. ------Albert Einstein
For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven. -----Ecclesiastes 3:1
Turning Back Time: What Would You Say to Your Younger Self? You are less alone than you thought. Embrace your curiosity. Ask just one more question. Think beyond the short wins of the ego and live for the ultimate truths. Remember to say your evening and morning prayers. Value your lessons learned. Value your gifts--the ones you did not earn. Read more. It's going to be all right. You made some good choices---good job! Kindness is stronger than might.
But do not overlook this one fact, beloved, that with the Lord one day is as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day. ------2 Peter 3:8
More on the Theme of Elusive Time:
The Eternity of the Moment