THE HANDS OF TIME

Throughout the years, we've wrestled with time. Over and over again, a great number of us have regretfully moaned, "If I could turn back the hands of time."

Stressing day after day over what didn't turn out like it was supposed to, and who didn't do as they'd promised to, will not change the past. While we're stressing with perils of the past, we're sadly being blinded to God's blessings in the here and now.

Thanks to a good friend, just recently, I was reminded of the godly wisdom King Solomon gives concerning the hands of time.


Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

To everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven:

A time to be born, And a time to die;

A time to plant, And a time to pluck 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 cast away stones, And a time to gather stones;

A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;

A time to gain, 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 of war, And a time of Peace.


Whatever the time, whatever the season, thank God for the time, the season . . . and the reason.


Peace I leave with you . . .