Time pours its share into our bloodstream in small doses, second by second, so that its immediate effect on the greater whole of our life is lost on us. Only after a year or ten or twenty does it dawn on us that its impact had been quietly hidden in the fragmented repetition of seconds. Too absorbed in the worries of the hour or of the day, we realise too late that, although time has no end, it can mean the end of us.

Everything carries time's stamp upon it, because to everything there comes an end. Except for our souls. Those are not subject to the effect of time — they cannot grow old or cease to be. Time is a dimension of the material, and the body, which is also part of this dimension, learns its lessons by means of time, which becomes the carrier of those lessons. The century and the decade in which you were born are no accident. The lessons your soul was meant to learn are in hair-fine, tailor-made synchronisation with those of everyone growing up alongside you — within the context of the century and its technology, its tendencies and its whims — worked out to a fine chemistry and science!

Our soul's growth brings about its own wholeness and oneness with God. It takes time. When we remain without insight, we waste time — because then time has to repeat its cycles to the point of boredom to bring the same lesson again right in front of us. The body's conspiracy with time as an instrument for our lessons began when Adam, for a single moment's gratification, chose the enjoyment of the temporary over eternal fulfilment. From then on, the body was a lesson in toil and hardship. It had chosen time, and from then on it would be subject to time. The wounds of time would reflect palpably on the body. We ate the fruits of good and of evil along with our first parents. That is why we learn our lessons out of joy and pain.

God made the soul for Himself. And therefore only He can determine accurately what it needs. Everything we do to satisfy the soul's hunger by ourselves usually only leads to a greater scarcity. There is a peace that passes all understanding. This peace also passes all time. It is therefore an unseen reality that operates independently of time or of fear, and it is the only safe place for the soul. The soul that finds this peace — which is a truth and a Person — will also heal its relationship with time.

The splintering of time into seconds across all the ages contains only one life-lesson: that we should stop believing that our soul attaches the same value to the material that the body does. The unlearning of Adam's mistake is slow … and time-consuming!

When God returns to make everything new, time will come to an end, because learning will be unnecessary — because all at once we will know: relationship is everything!

Groete Amanda Kreitzer