To Everything A Season
My personal blog has sat silent for the better part of a month. We have entered a new season. At the end of May, we welcomed our fourth child into our family, so the demands on my time have changed considerably.
Albeit it good changes. I must admit, I was slow to recognize this as a change of season, in as many areas of life as it has been, but this morning I was reminded of the verses in Ecclesiastes 3 where it states there is a time for everything…
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.
I love these verses, and many people do, it was even a hit song, Turn! Turn! Turn! (to Everything There Is A Season) by the Byrds, in 1965. These words carry with them the reminder that there is ebb and flow to all of life. There are seasons and times of pushing forward and times of stepping back. I think some of the hardest to recognize seasons are those seasons when we just need to…
…step back and say no.
It is important to our health that we take time to rest and we allow ourselves to say no on occasion, or for a season. I have always loved the change of a season in the weather, it is easy to anticipate. The first official day of each season is printed on most calendars.
The seasons of life though are not neatly marked on calendars and sometimes surprise us with the sudden impact of a change we did not wish for. Other times, it takes a good amount of discernment and listening to ourselves to figure out when a change of season in our lives needs to happen. This listening to yourself and your body is one thing I have really been trying to do more of lately.
It means I have had to say no a little more often. It means I have not written as much. It means I am sitting back and enjoying this new season of sweet baby snuggles and midnight feedings because it won’t last forever. And soon we will be in another new season.
Question: How do you do with the “ebb and flow” — the changing of seasons in life? Are you one to resist or are you fluid willing to accept? Share your comment by clicking here.