Time is such a strange entity. It doesn’t take Einstein and his Theory of Relativity to explain how time is relative, although even he’s reputed to compare how time with a “pretty girl” passes much faster than the same amount of time sitting on a hot stove.
We speak of having a good time, or experiencing bad times. We measure ourselves by the amount of time we’ve been converting oxygen to carbon dioxide. To us, time is pretty significant.
It may not be important, though.
I always figured that time was one of those things that God made for our convenience like mass or gravity. Without mass we’d just pass other matter; without gravity, we’d just float. Absence of mass or gravity would make life far more complicated – the same with the absence of time.
On the other hand, we tend to think of being non-physical and untethered by gravity as things we’ll find in Heaven. We’ll float around as happy-go-lucky spirits until the end of time when we and our bodies will be reunited. Then, we’ll have the best of both worlds – enjoying our corporeal existence but able to simultaneously move about freely as spirits do.
Time, on the other hand, is a little trickier. As I’ve mentioned before eternity as in always having a tomorrow is a kind of comforting thought. On the other hand, eternity as in infinity going backward is significantly disconcerting. An unlimited number of tomorrows is inspiring. An unlimited number of yesterdays is confusing.
That’s one of the many reasons that He is God and we are not.
God referred to Himself as “I am.” Not “I was and I will be.” Just simply, “I am.”
So I figure that God is unfettered by time. I’ve never seen a drawing of God wearing a wristwatch, so I guess we all sort of imagine the same thing. He is – in all places at all times all at once all the time.
When I am having a good time, I try to tell Him, “Thanks.” When I’m having a bad time, I take comfort in the fact that while time may have a hold on me, it’s meaningless to Him.
It helps keep things in perspective.