Too Late We Learn

An hour glass is a design with two globes of glass connected by a narrow throat so sand would flow from the upper globe to the lower. The globes were placed in a frame or housing, so once the top bulb is empty it can be inverted to begin timing again.

The hour glass measures the passage of a few moments or an hour of time. It was used in churches, homes and work places to measure sermons, cooking time and time spent on breaks. Now it is considered ornamental, an object of decoration, but…it closely resembles "life itself".

If our life were measured like the sands of the hour glass…and we knew of family, friends, time we had, things we would enjoy, people we would share with – would we use our time more wisely? What if knowing every moment had a purpose, every hour has a dream, every day has a goal – would we slow the sands?

The truth is we can’t stop the flow of time. Every grain in the hour glass flows through but once, just like our fleeting days of existence.

We are like the frame that houses the hour glass, with the sand being the most complex of components. The sand is our family characteristics, our smiles, gestures, curiosity, nurturing resemblances, patience and beliefs.

The hour glass is relatively simple. It is the nature of who we are. It is what we do and choose not to do.

The rate of flow of the sand through the hour glass lies in all of us.

When the hour glass has reached its half way point, we begin to see our own past, present and future. Time seems to pass much more quickly and we realize what was so important when the hour glass was first turned over, has now become nearly simplicity. The hour glass is now a visual of our time left.

We remind ourselves that every being, every living creature, everything on earth is here but once.

Time is more precious then we will ever come to realize, no matter how it is measured.

"Time Is"

Too slow for those who wait

Too swift for those who fear

Too long for those who grieve

Too short for those who rejoice

But for those who love – Time is eternity ~ Henry Van Dyke