A Time for Everything

I’ve been thinking a lot lately, about choices and paths. I’ve given up good things this summer. Needed things. Because I had better things to do, and I couldn’t do both. More decisions are coming. My husband just made a big decision himself.

I guess this is kind of a late Wednesday with Words post.

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. Have peace. Life has seasons. To each thing its proper time.

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