Sunset
This month of reflection has reminded me time and time again of the hymn we sang at Clara’s funeral. This song meant so much to me at her funeral and still does today. The seasons of life come and go. There are some seasons we wish we could hold onto longer and some seasons we wish to skip. Other seasons happen in a different order than we could have ever imagined. Just as the sun rises and sets, we too move through every season under the Heavens. Our path is never the same as our neighbors. Every season changes us, shapes us, into who we are today.
A Time for Everything
3 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
(NIV)
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