Time

I am confused by the concept of time. Who invented time? Who decided to divide a day into 24 hours, 60 minutes and 60 seconds. Who arbitrarily decided to divide the year intop 365 1/4 days? Who decided on 12 months with varying days for those months? Who decided how long time should be? Who invented time? Man, that is who. And like man, time is imperfect. We are told that time is measured only unto man. I can barely fathom time as I know it, how will I be expected to comprehend no time?!?!?! Time is also precious to me. I treasure it because, as of now, it is a finited commodity to us. I was able to spend time with my daugther tonight watching a movie that has become something of a tradition for us on a Saturday night. That time is precious to me. That is time I cherish and plan to happen. Like date night with my sweetheart. I plan for that time. Would all time mean more to me if I planned all of it? Do I want to plan all of it or do I want to also enjoy the spontaneity? I am somewhat spontaneous (unless it has to do with vacations and I am SO anal about those) and enjoy living in the moment but would I get more out of my moments if I planned them better? These are the things I think. Time also has a great role in sports. Today there were some great college football games on (thanks sweetie for letting me watch some and just veg out) and as the time drew to an end, people seemed to perform better. Now, as the end is drawing closer for us (the 2nd Coming, I mean) are we performing better? Some are some aren't. Time is measure unto man but do we all measure it the same? Though I am confused, I appreciate the time I do have.