In the world of medicine, an hour is everything. They call it the golden hour. The time when a patient lives or dies. I generally have a very hectic schedule. Because I have a great deal of responsibility, I usually spend most of my day running from one thing to the next, without very much time in between. So by the time the evening is coming to a close for most, it is time for mine to actually get started. You see, I work nights, and have to be at work at 11pm. It is a blessing and a curse all at the same time. I love working nights because it gives me all day and evening to do all the things that I need to do, plus it does’t take away from my time with the young boys of Men of Purpose.
Because my day is so hectic often times the only time I get to rest is about 9:30pm, when I lay down to get a quick power nap. If I haven’t gotten any sleep that day, I look forward to the one hour nap I get to take before heading to work. And sometimes, that is all that I need. Just a little hour to help charge my internal battery to get me over the hump. So imagine how frustrated I get when that one single hour is interrupted with a phone call or an unnecessary text message. The crazy thing is nearly everyone knows I work nights, so why in the world would they call me during the one hour I am trying to rest? So to me that one hour is everything.
How much can we actually accomplish in an hour? Run an errand maybe? Sit in traffic? Get an oil change? When you think about it, an hour isn’t very much time. 60 minutes, 3600 seconds.
An hour? One hour can change everything……forever. An hour can save your life. An hour can change your mind. Sometimes and hour is just a gift we give ourselves. Ask any lady who takes the time out to pamper herself for a massage or a manicure and pedicure. That hour is often all she needs to reboot herself. For some an hour can mean almost nothing. For others an hour makes all the difference in the world.
But in the end, it’s just an hour. One of many, and many more to come. 60 minutes, 3600 seconds….That’s it. Then it starts all over again, and who knows what the next hour might hold.