To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven: A time to be born, And a time to die; A time to plant, And a time to pluck what 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; A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing; A time to gain, And a time to lose; A time to keep, And a time to throw away; A time to tear, 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
Life just goes on. Times come and go. There is springtime and harvest and sorrow and laughing and life and death and gain and loss and love and hate and peace and war and the cycle just goes on and on and on for generation after generation.
And that is how God designed it. To Solomon the whole thing became tedious and empty. He saw all of these times come and go and through them all life was still ‘vanity and vexation of spirit.’
I have spent a few years here now and I can almost understand what he is saying. For some of us life is, with some exceptions, life is just a cycle of the things.
The sad thing is that with a time for this and a time for that and a time for other things Solomon found his life empty because he never made a time for God. Without that God time, actually without God being in all those times, life is always going to be empty.
In all of our times we need to make sure that there a time for God.