A Time for Everything
I saw one of the verses from Ecclesiastes 3 this morning and it took me back to when I realized that “A Time for Everything” was actually in the Bible…
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: 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 from embracing, 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.
You would think that someone being raised Southern Baptist the first part of their life would know this.
No, I didn’t.
I found this passage back in 2010 when my communication with my oldest child was semi-strained and she was working on her graduation speech. I was not able to attend her high school graduation because I had recently started my “hiatus” in Alderson, WV. She was giving the class speech because she was president of her senior class. I was going to miss it, but thought I could maybe give some insight to her graduation speech and I referenced Ecclesiastes 3 throughout the speech. It was her time to shine, and I was trying my darndest to contribute from afar.
“A time for everything” means your life. “A season” is the different things that we face. Will we have faith or fear?
“A time to be born” means to be spiritually born into sobriety. “A time to die” becomes losing our faith or dying from the disease of addiction from within.
“A time to plant” translates into recovery when we plant seeds to see the end product. “A time to uproot” is the outcome of our crops when don’t hold ourselves back from growth.
Recovery is a “time to kill” all the bad in our minds that keeps us down–our stinking thinking. It becomes a “time to heal”. We all need healing whether it is physical, mental, spiritual, or financial.
It is also a “time to weep” both the good and bad as tears are cleansing to our soul. Making “a time to laugh” is a necessity for us all.
It’s important to take “a time to mourn” lost loved ones and even those living loved ones we no longer have relationships with.
There is still “a time to dance” and rejoice for what we are grateful for.
And there is also “a time to scatter” the stones of guilt and shame and “a time to gather those stones” as we build or re-build our lives.
There is “a time to embrace” those that we love who may need a hug, and a time “to refrain from embracing” those who have caused us pain, especially if the embrace won’t benefit you.
There is a “time to search” by doing a moral inventory of your life as it is right now, and “a time to give up” when you have given your all to a relationship and the other party doesn’t want it anymore.
There comes a time to keep those people, places and things that are peaceful and a time to throw away those that just tear you down.
Recovery is a time to tear away the veil and expose who you really are, while slowly mending those relationships you may have neglected for some time.
There is a time to be silent and allow others to express to you, or you just listen from those much wiser than you.
When it is a time to speak, make sure it’s only the truth.
Now is the time to love the addict and hate the disease of addiction.
Recovery is a time for war on the daily battlefield with prayers uplifted that loved ones will survive. It becomes a time for peace when we finally admit we are powerless and that our lives had become unmanageable.
The true beginning starts when we just humbly admit we need help.