That which is rare and excellent has always intrigued me. Partly because it is good, but also partly because it seems to separate me from the common. And what is common is not highly regarded. But then there came an odd realization. The rarest things that exist cannot be bought, taken, or built. They can only be given. You can buy a $16.5 million Ferrari, climb to a place no one has ever been, and build something no one else has ever seen, but you can never earn something that can only be given. So the rarest things then are time and love. We can only have as much time as is given to us, and you really can’t steal someone’s heart.
It seems simple then, to explain why we never find enough time to do the things we want and why they say everyone is looking for love. Love is more than “likes.”
Here’s what’s odd; the rarest things are also the most common. Everyone has time, but no one seems to have time for anyone else. Everyone has the capacity to love, but we see a world full of hate. Why is this? Because that which is most rare and excellent is also the most costly. If time and love are our greatest and most rare possessions, we can’t just go giving them away to every passerby, can we?
“How did it get so late so soon? It’s night before it’s afternoon. December is here before it’s June. My goodness, how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?” —Dr. Seuss
To be honest, I think we have overlooked something. If love and time can only be given, how did we come by them in the first place? If we are born with time on our hands, how did it get there? Some might say it was all up to chance. But how could it be by “chance?” It could happen that one man may, by chance, come into $16.5 million, but it would be another thing entirely if everyone found millions of dollars. In that event, “chance” would be the last explanation.
It seems more consistent to hold that if time and love can only be given, the time we have and our capacity for love must have been given to us just as we can only give it to others. But now another, more intricate question arises. Who gave us time? It must be some kind of being who has a lot of time and love. More than a lot, he would have to be the source of it. (For if He was not the source of time and love, then this being would have to receive his gift from another, greater being. This logic would continue upwards until at last the source of infinite time and love is found.) So somewhere at the beginning of the gifts, at the beginning of time and love, there must be a giver who is infinite — who does not need someone else to give him the gift of time. This being must be God. And so it must be out of God’s infinite time and love that we have these most precious gifts.
But now we come back to an earlier problem. Why do we never seem to have enough time, and why is there always room for improving our love? If the source of time and love is as infinite as our desire for them, then we ourselves must be infinite, or else the gifts we already received would have been sufficient.
Now, why should God give us time? What use does an infinite God have for temporal time? Perhaps it is to show us, by the rarity of them both, just how valuable they are. If we find ourselves in need of love or wanting for time, why not seek the God who gave us these treasures in the first place?
The most difficult question of all is now before us: who is God? We know that He is infinite in time and love; He is beyond time itself; He gives a purpose to our current, finite, existence; and He has a plan to fill our longings for the eternal. Of all the god’s I’ve heard of, there is only one God I know who fits that description. It is Jesus Christ, who came out of heavens glory to suffer with us. It is Jesus Christ, who, because of his love for us, made a way for us to love Him again. It is Jesus Christ, who built the dimension of time so that we could have choice and freedom. It is Jesus Christ who is our Lord and Savior.
Jesus answered, “I tell you the truth. Before Abraham was born, I am!” John 8:58
To give your time is the rarest of things. To show your love is the most excellent of gifts. To reflect the infinite Christ, the greatest of honors.