Without Time

  There is so much of God that I cannot understand. Of course, He exceeds human comprehension and I never will be able to understand Him any measurable degree. However, certain facets of His character fall into the realm of comprehension. At least to an extent. As a human made in the image of God, I see in myself and in others, faint glimmers of His character. In the most imperfect ways, mankind expresses love, jealousy, patience and wrath among other things. So when I learn of God's attributes, I can recognize some them, though I cannot understand the height and depth and width of them.
  Lately, I have been thinking about how God is eternal. That, I cannot understand. My life is measured by time. I have known nothing but the constraints of the clock. God is free from time. To Him a day is a thousand years, and thousand years is day. It means that my life may flash before Him in the blink of an eye. And at the same time, He can stretch my moments of suffering out and show me ages of love and comfort. God is not held by the bonds that tie me to life. He is so much greater than everything I can fit into my little head. God is without time.