"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.
A time to be born, and a time to die...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 embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away...
A time of war, and a time of peace...."
Ecclesiastes chapter 3
I get ahead of myself alot. Move to seasons in my mind that my actual life isn't ready for yet.
Projects I'd like to do. Things I'd like to finish. Things I'd like to start. A business I'd like to grow. Books I'd like to write (yea, books).
And I have to often remind myself, "To every thing there is a season...." To every thing, there is a season. And sometimes, I have to be more patient for certain seasons to come, and certain seasons to end.
God has this whole thing figured out. He's pretty smart.
For now, my season is little people. And lots of messes. And lots of laughter. And a whole lot of tears. Very little alone time. Very little personal time. Constant dependence. Teaching. Enduring. Enjoying. Cleaning. Cleaning. And more cleaning. Homework. Reading. Bedtime (that takes far too long). Morning routines before school.
Little people. Man how I love them. And already miss things they do even though they're still doing them. How is that even possible?
As hard as having four little kids is, I'd freeze them if I could. I truly would. Because I know things to come are only going to be harder.
To every thing, there is a season.....
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