Fall has a new meaning for me this year as I'll celebrate my Dad's life in October. He will have been gone from us for a year although it seems almost impossible, as often it feels like yesterday. I do, however, resolve to CELEBRATE his life. One thing I've learned about grief (and there are so many) is that it's really comforting to embrace it when it comes. Yes, comforting. Some days it sweeps over me like a monstrous tidal wave and it envelopes me. I will not run from it when it comes, instead, let it pour over me, cleansing me of the hurt and the pain and comforting me as it heals those wounded places.
I hope for you anticipation of new things, new life and new ways to be whole.
A Time for Everything
1 For everything there is a season,
a time for every activity under heaven.
2 A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to plant and a time to harvest.
3 A time to kill and a time to heal.
A time to tear down and a time to build up.
4 A time to cry and a time to laugh.
A time to grieve and a time to dance.
5 A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
6 A time to search and a time to quit searching.
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
7 A time to tear and a time to mend.
A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
8 A time to love and a time to hate.
A time for war and a time for peace.
a time for every activity under heaven.
2 A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to plant and a time to harvest.
3 A time to kill and a time to heal.
A time to tear down and a time to build up.
4 A time to cry and a time to laugh.
A time to grieve and a time to dance.
5 A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
6 A time to search and a time to quit searching.
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
7 A time to tear and a time to mend.
A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
8 A time to love and a time to hate.
A time for war and a time for peace.
Ecclesiastes 3
Joy~~~~~~~
I too LOVE fall and last year came to a beautiful understanding through the amazing change it brings, and the realization I had, no surprise, relates to what you have written. I truly looked at the radiance of autumn, the splendor of color, the saying good-bye to all that summer had to offer, the acceptance of the near cold and solitary winter and I saw in nature the majesty of dying.
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