Time Doesn’t Lie

Because every second tells a story you can’t erase.

Time,
you don’t shout.
You don’t argue.
You just keep moving.

And in your silence,
you uncover everything.

You showed me who stayed
and who only borrowed me.
You proved which wounds were shallow,
and which scars ran deep.
You revealed that grief doesn’t vanish,
but it does teach you how to breathe again.

Time,
you’ve been cruel,
but you’ve also been kind.
You stripped away what I thought would last,
but you left behind what was true.

I blamed you for the waiting.
I cursed you for being slow.
But you were never against me.
You were only telling me,
“God’s promises are eternal—
and eternity doesn’t rush.”

Because you don’t lie.
You don’t flatter.
You don’t bend.
You simply witness—
what is real will remain,
what is false will fade.

Not even love can bribe you.
Not even pain can pause you.

But still—
you bow to One greater.
You bend at eternity’s feet.

Because you don’t lie, Time.
You just remind me: what is of God will last, and what is not will pass.