Did anyone ever tell you time is money ? Well guess what, its not true !

It is because we see time as money that we spend a lifetime of our time acquiring physical things after physical things, only to realise one bright Saturday morning when we’re old and time is no more, the real value of time. We also realise that all the things we spent our time acquiring cannot buy us back the precious time lost. The remainder of the time left is spent on analyzing what we did with the bulk of our time and making peace with the fact that we cannot change it. Some even get closer to God through this process that some might call “old age” or if experienced earlier in our life a “mid-life crisis”.

Most of us get married and have children only to make an impression on the sands of time without even realising it,we want to know that even after we die  we will continue to be remembered through the people we leave behind. This emotional investment may outlive our physical existence but is just as temporary and is eventually washed away by the ocean of infinite time. What is this ‘infinite time’ ? Forever.Will you be remembered forever after you die ? Of course not. Your children will continue to re-produce their human kind and eventually in generations far away you will simply be referred to as ‘ancestary’ without any name, picture, personality or accomplishment being attached to your memory. The same applies for the people we invest time in on earth. What happens after ever single person you ever knew on earth dies ? And the thing is, every single one of them will, in time. Then even the people that preserve your memory and legacy are gone and so is your memory. There is nothing or no one to indicate that you ever existed. But this should not scare us, for the reason for our existence is greather than our existence itself and the people & things in it. This is why after your time and death knocks at your door despite how many people love you or how successful or perfect your life is, you will die.

When we’re young we take time for granted. We have so much of it that we assume that it will never run out. As we get older and time  draws  closer (to death) we start to appreciate and value time so much more because of how little of it we have left.
I’ve learnt this past week through a series of emotionally painful experiences that time is a form of energy.This was something I heard before but was given a personal meaning after living it myself.

What and who you give your time to becomes your time, and comes back in time.