A Time And A Season
June 12 2007
I truly think people were meant to come into our lives for a purpose. A purpose greater than ourselves. And to somehow change us.....impact us in ways that will forever change how we view ourselves. And then as suddenly as they came.....they go and their importance isn't as great as it once was. And I realize that no matter how grateful I am to God that they came, I am even more grateful that I am standing alone....by myself....nothing attached but the sharing of memories between us.
There becomes in itself a difference between needing someone in your life and wanting someone in your life. And it is at this point that I find myself.
I am finally free. Free to be my own person not trapped into lost memories and feelings that should have been locked into my past a long time ago.
Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8 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 throw 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 throw 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.