The time flies on, and death draws nigh;
Unite us, Lord, with Thee on high!
Prepare us now to live with Thee
For ever in eternity!
-Zion's Harp #188 vs. 1
Time is kind of an expanse. It is a period during which actions take place or something occurs. If you ever think about time, in one sense we could consider it our most limited resource. If you ever think about it, you can't buy time. You can't trade anyone for time. You can't barter for time. Every day God gives us twenty-four precious hours and it will be consumed. When that day is gone, it's gone for good and we can't recover it.
Time is like we can picture that hourglass with little grains of sand in it that fall through. Once they flow through that little hourglass, they are never recovered. You can't put them back. It's like the second hand on this little clock on the pulpit here that continues to move. Every second that goes past is gone forever. It will never ever be recovered.
So every one of us have some supply of time; some supply of little grains of sand that is falling through the glass. The thing is that none of us know what our supply is. None of us can see our own hourglass and know how much time we have.
--Sermon Excerpt: Bro. D.S.