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**Time is Titans' Treasure**


 ## The Eternal Harvest: Redeeming Time in the Soil of Now

The old man’s hands, gnarled like baobab roots, cupped the soil behind our Akasia home. "Lefa," my grandfather whispered, "watch the *mmilo* tree. Its fruit sleeps in the seed, but only *isikhathi*—time watered with patience—unlocks its sweetness." He spoke not of botany, but of *kronos* and *kairos*—the ticking clock and the divine appointment. Like Solomon pleading for wisdom to discern seasons (Ecclesiastes 3:1), or Daniel partitioning his days between imperial service and kneeling prayer (Daniel 6:10), he understood: **time is the tithe we offer on eternity’s altar.**

### I. The Broken Clock: When Seconds Slip Through Our Fingers

Last Tuesday, Eskom’s load-shedding plunged Pretoria into darkness. Candles flickered as my smartphone died—that insistent master of stolen moments. In the sudden stillness, Jesus’ words burned: "As long as it is day, we must do the works of Him who sent me. Night is coming, when no one can work" (John 9:4). South Africa knows this rhythm: the *krag* fades, productivity halts, yet we rarely ask—*where do our luminous hours go when the grid fails our souls?*  

Modernity’s seduction is distraction’s *tsotsi*—a thief peddling three lies:  

1. **"Seconds are infinite."** (Yet Psalm 90:12 thunders: "Teach us to number our days!")  

2. **"Procrastination is painless."** (Proverbs’ ants scuttle while sluggards sleep [Proverbs 6:6-11]).  

3. **"Busyness equals purpose."** (Martha’s frantic serving drowned Mary’s worship [Luke 10:38-42]).  

We schedule tasks, not *telos*—ultimate purpose. We scroll past genocide reports while ignoring our neighbor’s hunger. We lament corruption yet withhold our own integrity in daily transactions. This is time-theft disguised as existence.

### II. The Unseen Ledger: Why Moments Multiply in Heaven’s Economy

A farmer near Tzaneen taught me theology with his mielie field. "See these kernels?" he said. "One planted feeds a chicken. One *saved* feeds nothing. But one *sown*? It feeds a family." Paul echoes this agrarian algebra: "Whoever sows sparingly will also reap sparingly" (2 Corinthians 9:6). **Every second is a seed**—planted in Facebook’s barren soil or gospel-rich earth.  

Consider the paradox:  

- **An hour in prayer** (Matthew 6:6) outweighs years of toil (Psalm 127:1-2).  

- **Five minutes forgiving** an enemy (Ephesians 4:32) dismantles apartheid’s legacy faster than policy debates.  

- **A single breath offered** as worship (1 Thessalonians 5:17) echoes louder in heaven than a decade of grumbling.  

Daniel’s Babylon was a machine of imperial urgency. Yet his "three times a day" prayer ritual (Daniel 6:10) *disrupted an empire*. Why? His moments were invested in heaven’s compound interest. As Jesus promised: "Store up treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy" (Matthew 6:20).  

### III. The River of Now: African Time as Sacred Current

Western philosophy often sees time linearly—a arrow shot toward progress. Indigenous African cosmology, however, perceives time as a *deep river*—past, present, and future flowing together. Scripture baptizes this intuition: God is "Alpha and Omega" (Revelation 22:13), holding all moments in one eternal *now*.  

This month, South Africa’s elections revealed our temporal schizophrenia: promises for 2025 drowned today’s service delivery protests. Yet Proverbs jabs: "Do not boast about tomorrow, for you do not know what a day may bring" (Proverbs 27:1). **The ‘river of seconds’ requires us to wade deeply into the present**, not dam it for future ambitions or drown in past regrets.  

*Practical Pilgrimage*:  

- **Morning**: Offer your first 15 minutes as "first fruits" (Proverbs 3:9-10). Read Scripture *before* headlines.  

- **Midday**: Audit your hours. Ask: "Did this conversation/task sow eternal fruit?" (Colossians 4:5).  

- **Evening**: Examine the day’s harvest. Repent for wasted moments; worship for grace-given gains.  

### IV. The Apology of Attention: Defending Time’s Sacred Weight

**Objection**: *"Isn’t this pietistic escapism? Shouldn’t we fight systemic injustice?"*  

**Reply**: Distraction *enables* oppression. Procrastination is complicity. Consider Bonhoeffer’s syllogism:  

- *Premise 1*: Silence in the face of evil is consent.  

- *Premise 2*: Procrastination is temporal silence.  

- *Conclusion*: Delayed action against injustice consents to its reign.  

When Black Theology arose in 1970s South Africa , it named distraction’s sin: "Where I see justice at work, there I see God." *To withhold time from justice-work is to withhold worship*. The early church turned the world upside down not with leisure, but with leveraged moments (Acts 17:6).  

### V. The Vineyard Vigil: A Call to Chronological Sanctity

Last month, my daughter asked why I visit Oupa’s grave every Friday. "Because," I said, "his *mmilo* tree still grows. Every fruit whispers: ‘*Redeem your river of seconds.*’"  

Beloved, load-shedding will end. Elections will pass. But **the night Christ warned of approaches** (John 9:4). Sow your moments like sacred seeds:  

- **Pray** as if nations hang on your knees.  

- **Serve** as if Christ wears your neighbor’s face.  

- **Witness** as if eternity’s gates swing on your words.  

The harvest moon rises over Akasia. *Isikhathi* is calling. Grab your hoe.  

> "Be very careful, then, how you live—not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil." (Ephesians 5:15-16)  

**Prayer**:  

> Jehovah-Rophe, our Time-Healer,  

> Forgive our frantic hoarding of hollow hours.  

> Align our rhythms with Your eternal tempo.  

> May our seconds sweat gospel-seeds into South Africa’s soil.  

> Teach us to trade TikToks for temples,  

> Procrastination for proclamation,  

> Distraction for divine destiny.  

> Multiply our moments as You did the loaves—  

> Until Pretoria’s streets echo with eternity’s song.  

> Amen.

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