A Penitent Blogger

Mindful of my imperfections, seeking to know Truth more deeply and to live Love more fully.

Quid sum miser tunc dicturus? Quem patronum rogaturus? Cum vix iustus sit securus?
Recordare, Iesu pie, Quod sum causa tuae viae: Ne me perdas illa die...

Friday, September 24, 2004

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.

Ecclesiates 3:1-8