Timeless Moments: The Activities That Make Me Lose Track of Time

There are sacred spaces in my life where time seems to bow out; where clocks fade into silence and I am simply present. I lose track of time when I’m deep in study or writing about theology, counseling, or grief recovery – those moments when my heart, mind, and calling align so perfectly that I’m swept away. Time disappears in prayer and worship, especially when I’m interceding for others or journaling my heart before God. Serving in ministry, especially in one-on-one conversations or leading group reflections, also draws me in completely, because there, the weight of purpose anchors me, yet paradoxically lifts me into timelessness. Writing for my book or blog, counseling others through grief, or composing devotions from Scripture are more than tasks, they’re portals. Even composing tributes for loved ones or reflecting on restoration through pain can stretch minutes into hours, without notice. These aren’t just activities, they’re echoes of my purpose, moments when I feel most alive, connected, and free.