… to everything there is a moment…
I am the worst person to say this, but maybe that makes me the best person? I want to grab every conversation and make it last forever. I want to grab every good experience and hold onto it. When I’m used of God, He puts me down in the tool rack and I’m begging to be picked back up. My heart cries out for MORE. MORE. Give me more.
But He pours Himself into us that we may be emptied and be refilled. No moment is the same as the last. No opportunity is the opportunity that was. The clock goes in only one direction. We cannot force it to stay in one moment, one year, one season of life.
We must never forget that we are but grass – and grass grows, and it dies. We shall have our moment, our moment……. and then we will let go.
Nothing in this life is to be grasped, all is to be held in the palms of our hands, marveled over, delighted in, and … then so is the next thing. Beauty surrounds us, goodness is God’s gift to His children. Enjoy! Revel! And let the sun set so that another day may begin.
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboureth?
I have seen the travail, which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised in it. He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
I know that there is no good in them, but for a man to rejoice, and to do good in his life. And also that every man should eat and drink, and enjoy the good of all his labour, it is the gift of God. I know that, whatsoever God doeth, it shall be for ever: nothing can be put to it, nor any thing taken from it: and God doeth it, that men should fear before him. That which hath been is now; and that which is to be hath already been; and God requireth that which is past.