Many years ago, someone phoned me to ask about my leg. They lived 3000 miles from me. How did they know that I had trouble with my leg? 

When I was a teenager, suddenly, without apparent reason, I felt very physically ill, unable to say what was the matter. I felt as if I were dying. The feeling left me a couple of hours later; I got up again and resumed normal living. Unbeknown to me, those were the hours when a relative lay dying some 200 miles away. I found out later when my parent told me that Uncle Bert had passed. I said that I knew—I’d felt it between 1 and 3:00 pm.

Just after my daughter had my first grandchild, she had a dream that filled her with fear. She dreamt that my father lay dying and no one told me. Not wanting to frighten me, she phoned to ask me if my father was alright. I phoned my mother, who lived in a different country, and she said he was fine. At my daughter’s urging I called the next day and found out that, actually, he’d had a heart attack. He died soon afterwards. How did my daughter know what would happen? 

There are numerous stories like this. You probably know some, too. I think there must be a logical explanation. But, we just do not know everything.

One common strong bond is time. Everything we know is connected to time. All of life and our thinking is. I think of time as a river, or as a ban running through eternity. Life as we know it is locked in time. The whole physical world around us is. Time then is just a part of eternity. We need not be in it, but we are. We say that, “it was the right time,” or “it was my time.”

I think that time is the common bond, the strong transmitter. I’ve noticed that the same thoughts of invention often occur in various parts of the world, even before the age of communication. There is a timeclock in creation and the alarm goes off when it is time to learn something new.

The universe in which we live is not an accidental chaotic happening. There are rules in life by which everything runs. I believe there to be only a few simple rules, perhaps only one general rule. I do not know what they are/it is.

We all share the same dust that we are made of. We all share the same air that we breath. That air has been in and out of many lungs and breathing systems of many living organisms for many thousands of years. Air, used, cleaned, over and over again, serving since the origin of time. Could it be that part of us (or all of us) also exists outside time?

God created this nature. To seek knowledge about nature is a way of seeking to know God, the inventor of time. Perhaps this is how we can understand the perplexing stories listed above. Through our connection with the Creator who invented time.