For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what 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 seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; a time to tear, 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 for war, and a time for peace.Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
On January 27, I wrote that I knew what path this year would bring. You know – my life took an entirely different course and direction, and I have realized I do not “control” my life, and you don’t control yours. No one does; no one can.
There are too many forces (physical and spiritual) at play in the world. Just when you think you have it figured out, some person or event will cause a postponement, detour, or even a complete turn-around in your plans. My Mom is the person in my life sparking a reversal in the direction I made in January, and she needs my help in this season of her life. I can be angry about it or live on the other side of the ‘and,’ being gracious towards her.
The LORD has me where He wants me and has many things to teach me. I do not doubt He has great plans for me, and I will rest and learn in this season of my life. There will be another season for serving. It’s on the other side of the ‘and.’
