Everything Has Its Time

Ecclesiastes 3:1-15
1 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.
The God-Given Task
9 What profit has the worker from that in which he labors? 10 I have seen the God-given task with which the sons of men are to be occupied. 11 He has made everything beautiful in its time. Also He has put eternity in their hearts, except that no one can find out the work that God does from beginning to end.
12 I know that nothing is better for them than to rejoice, and to do good in their lives, 13 and also that every man should eat and drink and enjoy the good of all his labor—it is the gift of God.
14 I know that whatever God does,
It shall be forever.
Nothing can be added to it,
And nothing taken from it.
God does it, that men should fear before Him.
15 That which is has already been,
And what is to be has already been;
And God requires an account of what is past.

Tomorrow is a time the Reinhardt family remembers together the life of William Reinhardt, as a husband, dad, brother, grandpa, and friend.        

As Solomon said in Ecclesiastes, Bill had time throughout his life for things, he had his time to be born and put into the waiting arms of his parents. To be taken care of as a child, and led into adulthood.

He had his moments to love, to hate, to plant, to tear apart, to hurt, and to heal. And all of his moments, threaded together with other peoples' moments, the people who were in and out of his life, and the people who were in his life always.

It’s funny when you sit with someone on their last days, and you hope for a few more moments with that person. Of course you hope for good moments, even if the last moments you had with the person were not good.

Still, you want to be able to love, and to share. And you hope…you hope the next breath turns the tide to life instead of continuing toward death.

And then it’s time.

It’s time to die.

Death leaves a feeling like a heavy anchor weighing down on a person’s heart as you realize that no matter what-what was said, or what was done between you and that person-this is it.

It’s over.

There isn’t another chance. It is the end, with no rewind button included.

And you sit there wanting more. Good or bad you just want more time. You sit there dealing with the memories of that person’s part in your life.

And then they're taken away; and now forever, a hole remains.

As you stand up. You go on with your life doing the best you can.

It would all be so dark and horrible, except for one fact. Jesus.

Jesus is the light in the darkest situation.

When death knocks on the door of life, or the door of relationships, or the door of hopes, and dreams, it brings a darkness that includes pain.

But Jesus brings a light that brings life again.

A believer who lays on a deathbed, after they take their last breath here, they take their first breath in heaven with Jesus.

And other believers are there ahead of the person. All together in a place where there is no more tears, no more pain.

So as we have a time of crying tears here, Bill is having his time where all of his tears are wiped away forever. 

God has a time for everything. In our pain, He brings the healing. In our times of hate, He brings the love. In our times of fighting, He brings the peace.

He brings the good.

When taking a look back at the time a person has had here on earth…look and see despite our failings, (because we all fail) https://ssl.gstatic.com/ui/v1/icons/mail/images/cleardot.gifwhat did Jesus do during that time? He covered our mistakes by shedding HIS blood on the cross for our sins.

It’s a time of death - it’s a time of life. It’s a time of pain, and then…there will be a time of healing.
Because of the One who has the name above all names…

Jesus.


Comments

Anonymous said…
I am so sorry for your loss. I watched my mom take her last breath. My only comfort through the tears was knowing that my mom was in heaven with Jesus and those we had already lost. What a heartfelt post that reminds us that our time here on earth is short and that something better awaits us in heaven!
October 30, 2014 at 5:01 AM
Anonymous said…
Beautiful words and picture. Your cuz.
October 30, 2014 at 7:15 AM
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