I have been giving some thought for the last several weeks to Ecclesiastes 3. The idea that there is a time for everything gives me comfort in a way I am having trouble articulating. Knowing that life is but a vapor, a transient thing to be savored and lived with purpose is a powerful idea, and binding that idea to this passage somehow gives me peace. The peace comes in the knowledge that life is not a collection of randomness, but that everything comes in it's time. Grief is not forever and we cannot expect only time to dance.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 (NIV)
A Time for Everything
3 There is a time for everything,and a season for every activity under heaven:
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,
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.
The Holy Bible : New International Version. 1996, c1984. Grand Rapids: Zondervan.
I continue to meditate on this passage - what is it time for now? How can I use this idea to comfort myself and others with the certainty of purpose?
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