There's a time and a season...

Like David's son quoted in the old testament, ecclesiates chapter 3, There is a time and a season for every purpose under heaven. Or you could recall that old hippy ballad. Either way, I guess, the message is the same.

But it is true. Life comes in rounds. Just as we are adjusted to life as it is, it changes, and a new season can start. Most times we are not ready for the change, sometime we can plan it, or schedule it out. But we do know it is inevitable.

Sometimes these changes include things that bring us joy, such as a birth of a new baby, or a wedding, or change in a job. But still included in these things are the stress from one day doing something, and the next day, doing it differently. You don't just get married and have everything the same as before. But that is change. That is a new season.

As I contemplate the impeding arrival, the change of season in my life, that of changing from mom to small kids to mom of a newborn, I am humbled by the fact that I could, at any moment be thrust upon this change. Sure there can be warning signs, but for the most part, it is out of my hands. As if any power I had ever had over my body has been relegated to eating, and getting a nap when Chili is quiet.

But there are other changes that bring many down. There are changes in relationships, between husband and wife, or parent and child, that can at once seem as if you are standing on the edge of the storm. You don't want to go there, but you're old way of life is behind you dead. So you step into that stormy season with hopes that life doesn't change too much, or if it does, it would be a good thing. And most times it is. Like readjusting the straps on a bra. It is needed, and welcomed by the end. Like a sweet relief that you found something more comfortable. More workable, dare I say it, more supportive. The change in relationships is probably the hardest for us to receive.

So here's to change, good or bad. We can't control it, but we can make the best with what we are given.

To 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.