Wednesday, June 17, 2026

260618 The Clock

A big thank you goes out to Guido Moneta! Product Image 1 of 1
The Clock

Guido is credited with making the first mechanical clock.

Before you start thinking okay Brother Bill, who gives a crap about the guy who invented the first mechanical clock?

Think about the clock for a minute, if you’re a little groggy, take two minutes.

We live and die by the clock. You look at your phone and it tells you the time. It also tells you, you’re late for church, late for work, time to check the oven and see how supper is progressing.
Old Guido gave us the time for everything in our life. We live by Guido’s legacy. Guido’s clock tells us what to do and when to do it ever since the year 1280. I don’t remember if I ever met Guido.

Think about our internal clock. For me it started back in 1945, when I was born. For the first 5 years I was free. I did what I wanted, when I wanted to do it. Then along came a thing called school. I had to be there when they said to be there. They were scary women always dressed in black clothes for my first year. The next year was no better. The scary women dressed in black were there again. This went on for 8 years.
I finally got out and away from them. I was on my way to a free life of four years in high school.
Oh, no, this time it was scary men always dressed in black. I went from one prison where the women in black could only wrap my wrist with a ruler or clack me in the head with a book.
Now these scary men in black could punch you in the gut, and they did!!!
So I enlisted in the navy; the navy was even worse with clocks. You had to be where they told you to be or they punished you. In the navy they even changed what you should call hours. For instance, 1pm isn’t 1pm, it’s 1300; 4pm is 1600. Thanks to Guido, I had to learn a whole new set of what to call time.

Now here I am on a different clock. (you can’t escape the clock.) Now my clock is on a different path. It’s no longer a rise and shine, hurry to work clock. My clock is a countdown clock. I can’t blame Guido for this one. This clock comes from God Himself. He has the clock that will determine the day, the hour, the minute when my heart stops and I’m no longer under the control of our earthly clock. From what I hear, there is no time there. There, hopefully in “The Good Place,” not to other place where I was told it’s very, very warm there.
For the moment, the Lord in heaven has me here for a purpose. Early this month, the Lord could have taken me away any minute of any day there. I was very close several times. That said, evidently my purpose in this realm is not complete as yet.
This post will be number 2,772, on my way to 3,000. Wouldn’t it be a hoot if when I hit the button to send out post number 3,000, I drop my head on top of my computer and die?