Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

Everything Has Its Time

3 To everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven:

² A time to be born,
    And a time to die;
A time to plant,
    And a time to pluck what is planted;
³ A time to kill,
    And a time to heal;
A time to break down,
    And a time to build up;
⁴ A time to weep,
    And a time to laugh;
A time to mourn,
    And a time to dance;
⁵ A time to cast away stones,
    And a time to gather stones;
A time to embrace,
    And a time to refrain from embracing;
⁶ A time to gain,
    And a time to lose;
A time to keep,
    And a time to throw away;
⁷ A time to tear,
    And a time to sew;
A time to keep silence,
    And a time to speak;
⁸ A time to love,
    And a time to hate;
A time of war,
    And a time of peace.

I still miss my Mom very much. Four years have now passed since you left this world. There are days that I still cry when I think of her, but smiles and joy filled thoughts have replaced many of those days. I think of the good times we had and the times we did enjoy together. I also think about the day when my aunt had emailed me and included a video clip of the praise and worship of the church where my Mom had given her heart back to Jesus. That moment brought tears of joy and dancing, because then I knew I would see her again one day when I join her in my Fathers home. I do not know when that will be, so for now I live each day with hope and peace knowing that she may be gone from this earth but she waits for me with Him until it is my time to join them in heaven.