For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven.
A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to plant and a time to harvest.
A time to kill and a time to heal.
A time to tear down and a time to build up.
A time to cry and a time to laugh.
A time to grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
A time to search and a time to quit searching.
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
A time to tear and a time to mend.
A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
A time to love and a time to hate.
A time for war and a time for peace.
Verses 1 to 8 of Ecclesiastes 3, from the New Living Translation
These words were written by a man who had it all on this side of eternity. I wonder how he’s doing on the other side…
These verses are another old favourite of mine from back when I had no idea who God was. Back then it was a reminder to be patient. Now it’s still a reminder to be patient (it’s an area in my life God is still working on). But these words also reassure me that God is in control of everything. So I can focus on knowing Him. On this side of eternity.