From Time to Eternity

You focus on the hourglass of physical reality observing the mass of your life momentarily highlighted as it free falls though the tiny chasm of today; adding to the growing mountain of your past while relentlessly excavating what remains of your future.

Physical life is that commodity of which I have given every man his measure, and more equally than you might suppose, but it is an asset of decreasing value. It has an expiration date. Eventually the last crystallized grain of days will pass through the narrow break of present and you will be no more on this earth.



Masses above and below, the reservoirs of future and past, unreachable and unchangeable yet momentarily brought under your control during the free fall of the present.

What have you learned? What have you accomplished?

What happened during freefall?

Experience is a cruel teacher, forcing you to memorize from the texts of trial and error, while stealing your most precious commodity in return. She promises value later while robbing you now. Refusing to change the time of her class, she joins you at the top of the chasm, teaching in the free fall of present until you land in the past bruised and battered, but hopefully wiser.

You need a better teacher. You need a different classroom.

What if you could exit the realm of time and enter the classroom of the eternal? What if you could slow down, or even stop, the freefall?

Time stopped on 9/11. Seconds became eternities. Heaven came to earth in the hearts of thousands in middle of hells malignant display; destinies altered within a free fall frozen in infinity.

You have more time than you think when you’re in the realm of My Presence simply because time is suspended in the atmosphere of eternity. You have entered the classroom of The Beloved where the method of learning far exceeds the crude and wasteful techniques of experience; a place where the texts of trial and error are replaced by the eternal tomes of Hear, Trust, and Obey.

My Son, from the beginning of his sojourn in the land of the free fall, sat in My Presence, heard My Voice and obeyed. He never said, “Not Your will Father but mine be done,” thus invoking the rebellious right to sit and learn from experience.

He lived out his days simultaneously in two realms, joining his walk with Me with his walk with men. The lessons learned in the eternal, while walking in the physical, produced timeless accomplishments.

The fruit of his days remains Forever.

Yours can too.