Seasons Change

Where was it in Ecclesiastes that they were talking about things and seasons for different things? Yeah that’s what I’m gonna talk about.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 King James Version (KJV)
1To 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.

There are different times and seasons for different things. Some last longer than others. Others still have to develop despite our impatience. And nothing comes sooner or later than its due or stays longer than its possible.

Recently y’all know that I’ve been going through different seasons, and pushing for new ones to begin. I think that’s why I was having so much problems since the year began. Pushing, and being impatient, and rushing things.

For someone who grew up having and getting things done long before an event while watching others rush to do the same thing, it’s a painful thing to remember. But I mean…. That’s like…. Little things. And those things had their seasons. Even though they got done early. Really need to remember that!

This season of employment is over. I’m waiting for the next one. The season for wanting an SO hasn’t come yet. Took a face to face meeting with a tactless and unfunny stranger for me to see that. This stressful season in church had yet to be over, but while it is here we I need to remember that there is work to be done, and complaining about it will make no difference.

So now I go off with this in my head with Donald Lawrence’s Seasons stuck in my head.

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