Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 (NIV)

A Time for Everything

1 For everything there is a season,
a time for every activity under heaven.
2 A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to plant and a time to harvest.
3 A time to kill and a time to heal.
A time to tear down and a time to build up.
4 A time to cry and a time to laugh.
A time to grieve and a time to dance.
5 A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
6 A time to search and a time to quit searching.
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
7 A time to tear and a time to mend.
A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
8 A time to love and a time to hate.
A time for war and a time for peace.

Time keeps coming to the forefront lately. Time is running out before our country defaults on its debt, I have too much time on my hands as I heal from surgery, buy this whatever before time runs out and the price increases. People don’t have time for each other because they spend their time working, or listening to their IPods© and searching the web for who knows what; time is running out to save the planet, time, time, time.  I could go on and on but I won’t I don’t have the  time for that. Ecclesiastes tells us there is a time for
everything, but is there, I wonder sometimes.

God has given us some wonderful words but we rarely take the time to listen to them or digest their meaning for the time we live in. I often wondered what it would be like if we actually stopped and let time flow past us; just being in the moment and letting time have her way with us. Well in these last two weeks I have been forced to do just that and in all honesty I feel guilty that I have so
much time to do nothing.

Where in our past lives have I learned that sitting still and watching the clouds drift by is wasting time!  Even our children haven’t the time to do unstructured play. From the moment a child is born we plan their every moment, play dates, team activities, toys that stimulate the brain rather than teach contemplation and imagination. Can’t waste time or they won’t make it into college.

When I was growing up I had time to roam fields, lie on the grass and watch clouds become rabbits, puppies, or sailing ships I pretended to sail away to faraway lands. Do our children, do we, take the time to do that anymore.  Ecclesiastes says there is time for everything, so why are we running out of time?

There is a time to work, and a time for play, there is time to love and yes a time to hate, there is a time to forgive ourselves, and a time to forgive others. We have the time to do what we really need to do in our lives, if only we recognize the time keeper isn’t pushing us, we are pushing ourselves.  God, Christ, Spirit
only wants us to take the time to listen to the sound of the birds, feel the breath of God on our cheeks, see the beauty in the world, the beauty of people, mountains, plants and animals. All the great Divine asks is that we stop for a moment each day and offer thanks for the time we have here in this life before we pass into the next.

We stand on the head of a pin, and that is our present moment, in the next moment that pin disappears and another will take its place. We need to feel the smoothness of the pin’s head, to see the world at this moment, this time, and stop worrying about what the next moment, the next pin, will be like. Each will be different, but each will have its own delight, and sorrow, to offer us.

There is time to be who we are, time to learn to be who we are, the Spirit Being lives in this moment not the last or the next. Time exists only on this pin head and I want to be in this moment, to hear the whisper of God’s voice saying “here I Am,” and to feel the breath of God kiss my cheek. I want to be who I am supposed to be a Spirit Being in a clay body that will one day return to who I am, part of the Great Spirit, and take with me into that life memories that enrich the Great Spirit who lives in us all.

Ruth Jewell, ©July 22, 2011

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