Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Where Do the Flowers Go?





They do not really die
They merely fall asleep
Beneath blue-blanket sky
And soil of umber keep

Gather your sorrows near
We cannot still the wheel
Of time as it doles out the year
In moment-pulsed quadrille

To everything on earth
There is a portioned hour
A season of new birth
From bud to lovely flower

A season to let go
Relinquishing to sod
The petals of life’s ebb and flow
For we belong to God

© Janet Martin




A Time for Everything...Eccl. 3: 1-12

 There is a time for everything,
    and a season for every activity 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 tear and a 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.
 What do workers gain from their toil?   
I have seen the burden God has laid on the human race.  
He has made everything beautiful in its time. 
He has also set eternity in the human heart; 
yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.  
I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live.

4 comments:

  1. Beautiful, Janet, thank you.

    And thank you for the quote. The Bible is amazing. A lot of it is just so simple. This particular passage is very comforting. Nice to hear that all we need to do is be happy and do good :-)

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  2. Thank-you and yes, it is nice to know what we really are to do. I like this passage because it helps us keep a healthy perspective in life's season, doesn't it?:)

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