Wednesday, February 22, 2017

For everything a season

My uncle recently passed away.  I spent a lot of time at the hospital in the days leading up to it with family and as we left the hospital room when everything was over and walked down the hallway, I was reminded of how there truly is a season for everything.  

Here we were walking down the hallway crying.  We had just said goodbye to a loved one.  But, as I watched other people going by with their day, I remembered that on that same day, even in the same moment when we were overcome by sadness and grief that there were still others that we in the same hospital that we welcoming new life and celebrating healing and wellness.  Sadness and joy.  Mourning and celebration.  All happening simultaneously right before me.  

And isn't this how life is?  This dance that just keeps right on going between all these things.  Sadness and joy, death and life, weeping and laughing, mourning and dancing.  All of it.  Together. 
Orchestrated ultimately for good.  And we don't have all the answers.  The Bible talks about this in Ecclesiastes 3 - that there is a season for everything:

There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:

a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.

What do workers gain from their toil? I have seen the burden God has laid on the human race. He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.  I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live. That each of them may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all their toil—this is the gift of God.  I know that everything God does will endure forever; nothing can be added to it and nothing taken from it. God does it so that people will fear him.

I don't have anything profound to say about any of this.  It's just what's been in my head lately.  For everything a season.  I think about this in mothering also.  As I watch Little continue to grow and learn, I think back to all those sleepless nights when I was feeding him around the clock, to all of the milestones that he's hit and all the things that are still to come.  Seasons.  Maybe you're in a good season now, or maybe your season is cold and rainy (that is almost the least ideal weather for me, so if you prefer it that way, just take the metaphor and bear with me).  But whatever you're season looks like today, just remember that it's just that - a season.  It will pass and a new season will come.  And he will make all of them beautiful in there time.

He is a good, good father and we can trust him to bring all things together ultimately for the good of those who love him. 


  1. Thanks for posting.

    Ive come across that poem at another funeral previously, it conveys some nice messages

    1. Thanks for stopping by, Money! I really like that text.

  2. I like it:) I think that now my season will be better:)

  3. So sorry for your loss, ML. You guys will be in my prayers in the coming days for comfort in a sad, hard time. Thanks for sharing your beautiful insights! <3

  4. A very beautiful piece, I am sorry for your loss and thanks for linking up #bestandworst


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