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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 3:1-8

 

A time to be born

When I first heard the news months ago that I was going to have a child, it took awhile for it to really sink in.  Initially I felt dazed, happy, scared, and hopeful all at the same time.  I could not believe that I would be a father in nine short months.

Months later when our little daughter started kicking, and I could finally feel what my wife was experiencing, then it really made me even more excited and scared.  New chapters and changing times would soon come full force.  This new baby though was going to be wonderful, I just knew it.  New life would flip my world upside down and I looked forward to being a dad.

And a time to die

When I first heard the news that my grandma was on her deathbed weeks ago, I felt dazed, sad, scared, and lost.  Here I was, about to have a child, and I wanted her to at least be able to hold her great-granddaughter once.  When that call came in, it crushed my heart.

It was so surreal, my daughter was kicking in the womb as my grandma was slowly deteriorating.  The stork was about ready to deliver as the grim reaper was on the doorstep of the hospital room.  Solomon was right, there’s a time to be born and a time to die.  There is no escaping this.

It was in that hospital room, in the presence of new life and life passing away that I realized how true the words of Solomon were.  Life comes and life goes, the span of a human lasts like the lily in the field.  That’s why I’ll place my hope in Christ, for he alone can preserve us in every stage of life.  He knew who were as we were forming in the womb and he’ll be there with us at the end, shepherding us from this life into life everlasting.  Amen.

 

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