Unfortunately for humanity, God is patient enough to actually enjoy watching the grass grow.

The spoken word is ephemeral. The written word, eternal. A symphony, timeless.

everything/ that ever was still is, somewhere

Eternity is today

In eternity when there is no time, there is no growth, there is no change. Everything which is was everything that was.

I don't care about eternity. I was not their when it began, I will not be there when it ends