{on celebrating life}

There is a time for everything, and a season for everything under the heavens:

A time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, 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 refrain from embracing, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to throw away and to time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace

This is from the Bible, Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8.

This was recited today, in remembrance for the father of a dear friend of ours who passed away on Sunday. I think about how there are seasons to my life, and I say it aloud often.

This season, its a blessed one.  It's full of delight. It's full of gifts of love, of friendship, of creative joy. And I am thankful.

In every way, on every day, there is a reason and a season for celebrating life.

Thanks be to God.