Tick Tock...Tick Tock...

I love old clocks...whenever I go to a garage ~ estate sale, my eyes are scanning the scene for anything old really, but I have a real fondness for old clocks ~ like the little "Big Ben"  chime alarm clocks.  The kind you have to wind up every day....what a reminder of how desperately we need His hand to "wind us up everyday"...I know that without that, I am nothing and cannot function the way He designed me.!  (I like to think that He puts the "tick" in my "tock!" :). Have you ever listened to one of those old chime alarms....it is so pleasing compared to the sound of the new alarm clocks--I despise the sound of new clocks.  I make Stuart lock his clock up in the bathroom close to his side of the bed so I can't hear it when it goes off!  If I have to use an alarm clock, I set my cell phone to vibrate and put it under my pillow!   That too, is a wonderful reminder of how much I want His chime of love to resound in my life... to have a beautiful, pleasing sound ~ especially since I tend to "react" instead of respond  a lot of the time. I'm still on the lookout for a perfectly functioning vintage "Big Ben" chime alarm clock!  I like to decorate with them, maybe putting three in a cluster.  Most of my old clocks don't work properly ~ maybe one part works, like the chime/alarm  feature, but one of the other knobs is broken off in the back that actually sets the clock!!  That doesn't matter to me....I just love old clocks.... I love to think about the life they've lived and how they have been used by people.  The older-the better in my opinion!! 

Lately I have been struck with this whole issue of  "TIME" ...and my clocks are a constant reminder...maybe that's why I am so drawn to clocks, because I need a visual reminder to how precious this "time" commodity actually is.  But as I consider clocks ~ they represent "time" the very thing we savor so very very much.  I think of how these old, vintage clocks have given their "time" and now they are done.  Who knows how many years they gave, but by the signs of my clocks, they have been around for quite some time and really given themselves.  What about us?  Someday, all that will be left of us will be the legacy of our "TIME" here.  Will the "time" we spent be something valued by others?  Will others desire to have a constant reminder of us~ and how we lived ~ always before them?  Will those reminders spur them on to value "time" so preciously?  This "time" of our lives is the legacy we are leaving....it's about the small moments and the big ones....but it all adds up to respresent who we are and what we value most.    My prayer is that the time I am spending now will leave a legacy that my children and grandchildren will value and respect....just as I put value on these old, worn out clocks that may have just ended up in the dump if I didn't come along!  But I set them on my mantle and allow myself to be reminded how precious and beautiful is this gift of  "TIME"...and the legacy I desire to leave.