1 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
For those of you who smoked way too much weed in the 60s and 70s, this is indeed a passage from the Bible and not the brain child of Pete Seeger or the Byrds.
Most of us face goodbyes in this transient age of out of state colleges, armed services deployments and job transfers (or just moving to try to find a job). But a wise pastor once gave a message about seasons at a point in my life when I needed most to hear it. He pointed out that God brings people in and out of our lives to bless us and teach us and even bother us to give us the opportunity to love, learn and grow and in turn bless and teach others.
I have a young friend facing his fair share of seasons. He's moving to a new state to be a youth pastor at a new church. He has held the same position at our church for the past year and a half. As I served with him as a ministry director this past year he has blessed me in many ways. His genuine character has taught me to be more honest about how I feel and what I believe. His passion for his faith has taught me to not take my faith for granted. His friendship has been pure joy as we have many things in common including a love for sushi.
Now he moves on. Since he is just at the beginning of his career, he has just begun to touch people's lives. He has been with us for a season. Now he will be at his new ministry for a season. The length of the season is unknown, but one thing is for certain. God will use him to bless others as he has blessed us and as he has blessed me.
I'll never forget you, Jerell.
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
For those of you who smoked way too much weed in the 60s and 70s, this is indeed a passage from the Bible and not the brain child of Pete Seeger or the Byrds.
Most of us face goodbyes in this transient age of out of state colleges, armed services deployments and job transfers (or just moving to try to find a job). But a wise pastor once gave a message about seasons at a point in my life when I needed most to hear it. He pointed out that God brings people in and out of our lives to bless us and teach us and even bother us to give us the opportunity to love, learn and grow and in turn bless and teach others.
I have a young friend facing his fair share of seasons. He's moving to a new state to be a youth pastor at a new church. He has held the same position at our church for the past year and a half. As I served with him as a ministry director this past year he has blessed me in many ways. His genuine character has taught me to be more honest about how I feel and what I believe. His passion for his faith has taught me to not take my faith for granted. His friendship has been pure joy as we have many things in common including a love for sushi.
Now he moves on. Since he is just at the beginning of his career, he has just begun to touch people's lives. He has been with us for a season. Now he will be at his new ministry for a season. The length of the season is unknown, but one thing is for certain. God will use him to bless others as he has blessed us and as he has blessed me.
I'll never forget you, Jerell.
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