To Everything There Is A Season

There are many times in life that I have wondered why. Or not understood something. Or something has not seemed right or fair. I am certain most of us have felt that way.

I am a firm believer in God. I know that He has a greater plan than I can imagine. When I have times like the one in my previous post I am reminded of the Book of Ecclesiastes. Specifically Chapter 3. To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.

I then think of the song by The Byrds. Turn, Turn, Turn. It never really occurred to me that this song is the exact same as Ecclesiastes 3. Why I never made the connection I do not know. But for some reason today it all came into my mind. And here I am.

Now may be a time to weep, a time to break down, a time to mourn, a time to lose. But one day, in a new and different season, it will once again be a time to laugh, a time to build up, a time to dance, and a time to get. I look forward to that time. I thank God for that time. And I also thank God for this season.

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