A Time for Everything

There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:

a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,

a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,

a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,

a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,

a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,

a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent 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 ]


Like I’ve said before, death is inevitable.

5 Responses

  1. Interesting. A song that I’ve been listening to recently has the same theme as this biblical passage.

    Time of our Lives (Album Version)
    by Paul van Dyk feat. Vega 4

    There’s a time for us to let go /
    There’s a time for holding on /
    A time to speak, a time to listen /
    There’s a time for us to go

    There’s a time for laying low-down /
    There’s a time for getting high /
    A time for peace, a time for fighting /
    A time to live, a time to die

    A time to scream, a time for silence /
    A time for truth against the lies /
    A time for faith, a time for science /
    There’s a time for us to shine

    There is a time for explaining /
    There’s a time to understand /
    A time for hurt, a time for healing /
    A time to run and make a stand

    Oh, this is the time of our lives /
    Oh, this is the time of our lives /
    Oh, this is the time of our lives /
    Oh, this is the time of our lives

    Hold on

    And in another bit of coincidence, I just lent a friend a book, All The Weyrs of Pern by Anne McCaffrey and one of its last lines is Eccl 3:1: “To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven.”

  2. yup, death is something we all have to deal with at some point in our lives….my condolences markku

  3. but there are times that we’d wish the clock would stop… or there may be times when we’d race against the clock… but with the passing away of someone close to us, time does not stop, it seems to slow down…

  4. And just barely a few weeks after this entry, the sickle has taken its toll again. I’m not depressed or confused, I just find it thought–provoking how at a certain point in our life, things just happen, some we may never explain in this lifetime.

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