For everything there is a season

This week has been an emotional roller coaster. Yesterday we attended a funeral. The day before, a wedding. Last Sunday was a baby blessing.

Ecclesiastes 3:1 reminds me that God has a plan for each of us. It's hard to trust in Him and believe that everything happens for a reason. I've been thinking about this scripture as I rejoice in the new life of my nephew, share in the happiness of my newly married friend and mourn the loss of my dear cousin.

Life is precious. Precious time...precious life...far too short.

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.

It really puts things into perspective for me. Life is a gift and I need to embrace it.

Starting today I will strive to live life to it's fullest.

I will delight in the sweet and giggly moments with my children.

I will take chances.

I will appreciate the beauty around me in the world.

I will tell the people I love that I love them. And I will tell them often.

I will date my husband. Even if it's only eating popcorn on a blanket in our backyard!

I will count my blessings and remember how truly blessed I am.