Dear readers, what started out as a three-week, required class project has turned into a one-year old blog. Thank you if you are one of the few who have been with me from the beginning. Knowing that you were there to see each new post motivated me to keep sharing my thoughts with you and the rest of the world. More importantly, this blog has spurred me on in studying the Bible, reading Christian-themed books, and reflecting on my faith.
The last year impacted me in many ways, and as a friend recently told me, the coming months look to hold more “formative” moments. I feel as if I stand on the brink of a freefall. When I lose my balance and tip over the edge, I will have to trust that God will either bless me with wings or be there at the bottom to catch me. The changes, as well as challenges, ahead resonate in my bones like the sense animals feel of a coming storm. I tense for the impact without knowing what to expect.
One of my favorite books of the Bible is Ecclesiastes because of its strangely contrasting tone of voice next to other books of the Bible. Most of the book sounds like the author, King Solomon, is depressed. He talks about how everything in life is useless, because everyone dies eventually and everything is destroyed. He leaves little hope. Yet, one passage from chapter 3 is well-known and often quoted:
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.
What does the worker gain from his toil? I have seen the burden God has laid on men. He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end.
There’s no divining the future. All we can do is wait to see what the present brings. It’s ridiculous to think we could do anything better. Who can comprehend the thoughts and plans of God? The finite cannot hold the infinite. So we must trust and listen.
My own plans can fall at any moment like a pyramid of cards, because my “times” do not always match God’s. I may think it is the time or season for something, but planning is best left to God’s omniscience. I do not know what God has planned for me. I do not know where he may lead me next or what he may tell me to do. The best I can do is be ready and listening when he calls.