Excerpt from “wind the clock” by Charles Bukowski, featured in his poetry collection, what matters most is how well you walk through the fire.

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Excerpt from “wind the clock” by Charles Bukowski, featured in his poetry collection, what matters most is how well you walk through the fire.
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New Post has been published on https://www.crownofcompassion.org/2021/05/03/wind-the-clock-stewards-time-two-ways/
Wind the clock - stewards time two ways
“The sixth habit — wind the clock — stewards time in two ways. It makes the most of every minute, but it also makes the most of every moment. It’s acutely aware of everything that is happening right here, right now. It also keeps an eye on eternity. Most importantly, it doesn’t lose faith in the end of the story.”- Mark Batterson
Mark Batterson introduces Habit 6 – Wind the Clock with a story about one of the oldest pieces of art in the United States. The Car of History clock, made and built by Simon Willard in 1837, greets guests as they enter Statuary Hall. Clio, the Muse of History, stands above the clock. She records events as they unfold in the book she’s holding. And, this analog clock displays past, present, and future time.
While the arrow of time moves in one direction for us, God’s omnipresent. He’s here, there, and everywhere. And He’s present yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Hence, in Don’t Waste Your Life, John Piper warred against what C. S. Lewis called ‘chronological snobbery’:
“Newness is no virtue and oldness is no vice. Truth and beauty and goodness are not determined by when they exist. Nothing is inferior for being old, and nothing is valuable for being modern. This has freed me from the tyranny of novelty and opened for me the wisdom of the ages.”
Therefore, Pastor Batterson stresses, a right relationship with time means, first and foremost, that we recognize this concept. While minutes measure time, we measure life in moments.
In conclusion, Mark notes, the ancient Greeks used two words for time, chronos and kairos. Chronos is sequential and quantitative — clock time. And it’s incredibly important to manage chronos, or clock, time.
In contrast, kairos makes the most of every opportunity, functions as a sixth sense that perceives the Holy Spirit’s promptings, and discerns holy moments. It involves enjoying the journey.
Today’s question: How do you wind the clock to steward your time? Please share.
Tomorrow’s blog: “Persistence hunting = goal setting”
Wind the Clock by Charles Bukowski
It’s just a slow day moving into a slow night.
it doesn’t matter what you do
everything just stays the same.
the cats sleep it off, the dogs don’t
bark,
it’s just a slow day moving into a slow night.
there’s nothing even dying,
it’s just more waiting through a slow day moving
into a slow night.
you don’t even hear the water running,
the walls just stand there
and the doors don’t open.
it’s just a slow day moving into a slow night.
the rain has stopped,
you can’t hear a siren anywhere,
your wristwatch has a dead battery,
the cigarette lighter is out of fluid,
it’s just a slow day moving into a slow night,
it’s just more waiting through a slow day moving
into a slow night
like tomorrow’s never going to come
and when it does
it’ll be the same damn thing,
Dear Mr. Nadeau: As long as there is one upright man, as long as there is one compassionate woman, the contagion may spread and the scene is not desolate. Hope is the thing that is left to us, in a bad time. I shall get up Sunday morning and wind the clock, as a contribution to order and steadfastness. Sailors have an expression about the weather: they say, the weather is a great bluffer. I guess the same is true of our human society — things can look dark, then a break shows in the clouds, and all is changed, sometimes rather suddenly. It is quite obvious that the human race has made a queer mess of life on this planet. But as a people we probably harbor seeds of goodness that have lain for a long time waiting to sprout when the conditions are right. Man’s curiosity, his relentlessness, his inventiveness, his ingenuity have led him into deep trouble. We can only hope that these same traits will enable him to claw his way out. Hang on to your hat. Hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day. Sincerely, E. B. White
E.B. White’s Beautiful Letter to a Man Who Had Lost Faith in Humanity
"wind the clock, as a contribution to order and steadfastness"
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it’s just a slow day moving into a slow night,
it’s just more waiting through a slow day moving
into a slow night
like tomorrow’s never going to come
and when it does
it’ll be the same damn thing.
(c.b)