“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up 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 together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast 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 for war, and a time for peace.”–Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
There is a time for everything even if you aren’t ready for it. We aren’t called to know every step God makes or what the future holds for us. I am reminded of Matthew 6:25-34 especially “do not be anxious about your life.”
It’s hard to believe what this year has brought me, what changes have taken place. Two major events have shaken the norm up a bit, changing church homes and now changing my career. With both of these events I have felt uncertainty and clarity at moments.
It took the summer to find a church home; it took two weeks to find a new job. What am I leaving behind and what am I gaining? Was God calling me two change both of my situations? A million and one things have been running through my thought process. But once again “do not be anxious about your life” comes rushing into play. I’m taking faith in that the Lord will guide me and that His will be done not my own.
I feel like growth has a big part of my changes as of late.
I miss the family that I left at my last church. I miss the people I would usher with. I miss the period of time before church started when we would talk about random things. I miss the wisdom of the elders. I also miss living at home and the security of my parents loving and nurturing me. But I couldn’t stay at home forever, not if I wanted to grow. It’s a learning process to keep that relationship.
You work for so long (or even so short) of a time that after a while the people that surround you feel like family. The sad part is you spend more time with your coworkers then you do with your family. You get mad at them, you laugh at them and with them, you cry with them and you take on the world (or bosses) together. I always would half-jokingly say “we might not have it all together but together we have it all” (thanks Joel Osteen for something, lol). A sad part comes to mind is some or even most of the people I talk to daily, laugh with daily I will not be talking to in a month from now.
“a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted”
I’m excited to see what will happen next, it’s out of my hands.