5/20/11 Tonight I attend Houston High’s graduation---a graduation of sorts for me as well. Retirement looms for me---yet, less than 3 months ago I had no idea that my final “work” season was upon me. Last Friday night we were discussing funeral arrangements for Larry’s mom. Three months prior we had no idea that stomach cancer would be her final season. Seasons come and seasons go. No where is this illustrated better than in God’s word.
1 There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:2 a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, 3 a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, 4 a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, (Ecclesiastes 3:1-4)Dying and mourning. Laughing and dancing. Season upon season. And now there will be a time for birthing. That baby bump makes me smile through all the tears of last week. A time to be born……………….A time for everything.
