The late Dr. Benjamin Mays, a noted teacher, preacher, dean of Howard University School of Religion, president of Morehouse, and outspoken critic of segregation prior to the modern Civil Rights Movement, penned a short poem which has giving me great inspiration the past few days. It's entitled "God's Minute" and goes like this:
"I have only a minute, only sixty seconds in it, forced upon me, can't refuse it, didn't seek it, didn't choose it. But, it is up to me to use it I must suffer if I lose it. Give account if I abuse it, just a tiny little minute-but eternity is in it."
While reflecting on this morsel of inspiration, against the backdrop of all that's happening in our world, I have to remind myself that time is a precious commodity. We do ourselves a terrible disservice by wasting it on frivolous ideals, instead of focusing on things with eternal consequence.
