I always like Ecclesiastes’ a-time-for-everything: "... a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to uproot the plant; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to tear down, and a time to build; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to scatter stones, and a time to gather them; a time to embrace, and a time to be far from embraces; a time to seek, 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 be silent, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace..." God's way is always mysterious to me.
‘Always striving never arriving?’, it got stuck in my mind. In the middle of a life that's as complicated as everyone else's, I’m also struggling for balance, and inner peace. Each day I learn again and again to be faithful, strong, content, patient, courageous… and to live cheerfully.
‘We'll never get there, time is always ahead of us, urging us on faster, faster, but sometimes we take off our watches, sometimes we lie in the hammock, caught between the mesh of rope and the net of stars, suspended, running out of time.’ I’d love it. =)
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