Our first reading speaks of love and not bearing hatred in our hearts. It reminds me of a Perry Como song: “The Hands of Time.” He sings of living in the moment and stopping time to enjoy those lovely moments in our lives.
If the hands of time were warmed in our hands, meaning we’d not dwell on past mistakes and future problems, we’d remember who we loved, now love, and should love, including our neighbor and the weak. We’d also remember those we slandered and for whom we held grudges. It’s needed quiet time to think, warm our hands, and remember when love first touched us.
If the hands of time
Were hands that I could hold,
I'd keep them warm and in my hands
They'd not turn cold.
Hand in hand we'd choose
The moments that should last.
The lovely moments that
Should have no future and no past.
The summer from the top of the swing,
The comfort in the sound of a lullaby,
The innocence of leaves in the spring,
But most of all the moment
When love first touched me!
All the happy days
Would never learn to fly,
Until the hands of time
Would choose to wave Goodbye.
For those of us who have lost loved ones, Perry sings to us.
Deacon David Pierce
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