Seasons

 Everything Has Its Time

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;
⁵ 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.

The God-Given Task

 What profit has the worker from that in which he labors?  I have seen the God-given task with which the sons of men are to be occupied.  He has made everything beautiful in its time. Also He has put eternity in their hearts, except that no one can find out the work that God does from beginning to end.

 I know that nothing is better for them than to rejoice, and to do good in their lives,  and also that every man should eat and drink and enjoy the good of all his labor—it is the gift of God.

I know that whatever God does,
It shall be forever.
Nothing can be added to it,
And nothing taken from it.
God does it, that men should fear before Him.
 That which is has already been,
And what is to be has already been;
And God requires an account of what is past.

Injustice Seems to Prevail

 Moreover I saw under the sun:

In the place of judgment,
Wickedness was there;
And in the place of righteousness,
Iniquity was there.

 I said in my heart,

“God shall judge the righteous and the wicked,
For there is a time there for every purpose and for every work.”

 I said in my heart, “Concerning the condition of the sons of men, God tests them, that they may see that they themselves are like animals.”  [see their pride] For what happens to the sons of men also happens to animals; one thing befalls them: as one dies, so dies the other. Surely, they all have one breath;  man has no advantage over animals, [not in this respect]  for all is vanity.  All go to one place: all are from the dust, and all return to dust.  Who knows the spirit of the sons of men, which goes upward, and the spirit of the animal, which goes down to the earth , for that is his heritage. For who can bring him to see what will happen after him?

This is taken from Ecclesiastes 3 of the Holy Bible

Bottom line is - We, as the human race, need to receive and embrace the revelation that the author of this book in the Bible received. Which is -
 "We are "not all that." - even as important and special as we are to our creator. We are nothing more than the dust we are created from - without the love of God. 
So let's get off our high horses and humble ourselves before the Almighty God who created us and even while we were yet steeped in sin, sent His only begotten son into this world from His heavenly one, to suffer and die for us. So we would be be reunited with Him forever.

Also - as the writer suggests in the beginning - let's be encouraged in life. God has made a way for us. There are ups and downs and a time specific for each circumstance in our life. Embrace them. God knows. Trust Him. He will see you through.

I personally have been through many seasons in my own life. I am sure  I will go through them many more. I am still learning to find the beauty in each season.

I pray you do as well.

Blessings to you in Yeshua as you rest in Him!!

Amy Colleen

Changes of the Heart

It's evening now, as the sun sets low.

The sky is a painting with bright colors aglow.

The midnight sky not far away,

Nighttime animals come out to play.

A whole new world beneath the sky,

As the moon and the stars rise up so high.

A world the same, yet not at all,

Just like the mountaintops in spring and in fall.

Both a beauty in themselves; the mountains in the fall;

Speak of change and solitude; spring, new life to all.

So mountaintops in seasons change a divine work of art.

We too have night and day to live, in changes of the heart.

The sun awakes as morning breaks. Mankind begins its day.

Survival of the fittest one is now the game we play.

Though games of survival we continue to play, and the life we lead goes on.

There is a change in man's heart, between the dusk and dawn.

For some it is as a mountain in fall,

A way of escape from it all;

For others it's as a mountain in spring;

a breath of life for their weary being.

Before too long, it's no longer dawn, but evening has arrived.

Tired and yet thankful ones are happy to have survived.

No matter what the case may be, there's beauty to be found;

if we’ll only take the time to see, the glories of nature around.

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