A Time To Every Purpose

The measure of time. Town square clock. Salem, Virginia.
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"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 plant, and a time to pluck up that which 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 get, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, 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."
~ Ecclesiastes 3: 1 - 8 (KJV)

Seconds, minutes, hours; the clocks keeps track of time. Time plods on relentlessly, equally measured in ticks of the second hand or the beats of our heart. Yet, to me it seems to accelerate; each year with fewer days, weeks, hours....minutes. Too fast, time passes. Only yesterday Nyssa was a baby. Just last week I was in college. Surely it was only last year that I made mud pies with my friend Mary and jumped out of the apple tree and rode my bicycle for the first time. Not so. But we take heart in knowing that there is a "time to every purpose under the heaven". So we savor those moments of joy, weather the moments of sorrow, and carry on.

The theme for Saturday Photo Scavenger Hunt this week is "time". You can go here to "Grab the Scavenger Hunt code" and here to join the blogroll. The link to other participants is in my blogroll on the sidebar.

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