Ecclesiastes

Time flies...it seems like yesterday that I was holding G in my arms for the first time and now, 3 1/2 months later, it's the time of year when summer ends and school begins. We have encountered many changes over the last year and I know that there are still more to come...I've had mixed emotions about a lot of things lately and as I try to sort through my thoughts and feelings, several verses come to mind. As I reflected on them, it was rather amazing, but not necessarily surprising that I am going through or have recently gone through many of the times that God knew we'd have.

 

 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.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

 

Just some examples that correlate with the above verses: G was born 10 days after the one year anniversary of my father's passing. We have been working on making our house a home and doing little things to improve it, all the while praying for the day when we can move and build our own house. Over just the last few days I've had plenty of moments with tears and lots of laughter as well...I could easily go on but I'll spare you.

 

While driving home today I realized that I'm kind of in a slump...a rut...or whatever you want to call it. I've really slacked on my 5k training (even though I'm eating much better) and work has consumed my life the last couple of weeks. I think about all the time I'm missing with her which makes me miss her all the more. I also miss hanging out with friends like I used to, but it has become so difficult with everyone so far away. While we have a beautiful view, our location does very little for our social lives. Unfortunately, my hubby insists that we stay in the vicinity of "the middle of no where". While I have to occasionally pout and then get over this reality, I try to remain thankful for all that we have. I'm just really missing true social interaction. I would love to be more involved with something but between work and a new little one, there isn't much time...and yet God's word clearly says there is a time for EVERY activity under the heaven. I'm given the same 24 hours in a day as everyone else...and just when I think I've found a balance, something goes awry. I'm reminded constantly that my life is filled with wonderful, beautiful things...so until God moves or moves me, I'll count my blessings...