If, indeed, we all have a kind of appetite for eternity, we have allowed ourselves to be caught up in a society that frustrates our longing at every turn. Half our inventions are advertised to save time—the washing machine, the fast car, the jet flight–but for what? Never were people more harried by time: by watches, by buzzers, by time clocks, by precise schedules…<\/p>\n
If we complain of time and take such joy in the seemingly timeless moment, what does that suggest?<\/p>\n
It suggests that we have not always been or will not always be purely temporal creatures. It suggests that we were created for eternity. Not only are we harried by time, we seem unable, despite a thousand generations, even to get used to it. We are always amazed at it–how fast it goes, how slowly it goes, how much of it is gone? We aren’t adapted to it, nor at home in it. If that is so, it may appear as a proof, or at least a powerful suggestion, that eternity exists and is our home.<\/p>\n
…Sheldon Vanauken – “A Severe Mercy”, 1977, Harper Collins Publisher.<\/p>\n
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If, indeed, we all have a kind of appetite for eternity, we have allowed ourselves to be caught up in a society that frustrates our longing at every turn. Half our inventions are advertised to save time—the washing machine, the fast car, the jet flight–but for what? Never were people more harried by time: by… <\/p>\n