“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.” Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 NIV
I currently have a little bit of an odd life style. Definitely different than ever before. When I was a competitive gymnast I had a jammed packed schedule. Every moment of everyday was scheduled and time management was essential. Working in the health care profession was similar. There was much structure. Things were fast pace, high stress and busy. I know many of my friends currently have young children. Your day and it’s structure soon becomes all about the kids. But for me at the current season God has place me, my days are simple, quiet, and I have to completely self regulate how I spend my time. I can rest when I need, work when I need, help others when I feel lead to do so. It is a drastic change compared to the life I lived as a physician. Similarly it is through this life style that I am often able to do things I would have never have had the time or energy to do before. Like sitting to write this letter to begin with.
The last several days I have been experimenting with making pens. After many failed attempts, laboring, and completion of some not so pretty pens I finally completed one that was good. The one good thing is the pens are function, they do write, they just don’t look very good. It took I don’t know how many attempts to work out a process that gave me a quality pen. I have to say the whole process was fun but also a little irritating. As I look at this pen. I labored over this pen and at the end of the day I am reminded that this pen is nothing. It is a material thing. It has no eternal significance. It’s value is whatever I assign or someone else is willing to pay for the pen. This pen is actually very insignificant. Similarly this pen has a limit. It has a certain amount of ink and once that ink is all gone it is essentially worthless. It will be time to throw the pen away and buy another one.
We as humans labor over many things in this life. God has designed us to do so. He has seasons for our lives. Some of those tasks and seasons can seem meaningless. Similarly our lives as humans are so very short and temporary. We are much like this pen with a limited amount of ink. When I take a step back from my tasks for the day to ponder how insignificant so many things are in light of God, eternity and his kingdom it puts things back into perspective. My irritation over the failed attempts at making the pen become nothing really. My eyes are turned from the task of simple making a pen to be reminded that my turn purpose is to not make the perfect pen it is to point people to Christ so that Gods kingdom is being built. I make the pens because that is a task for this season, it is a way on bringing in income to feed myself and provide my basic needs. It is a way help fund raise to support others doing the same work. But the pen is actually incredibly worthless. The true treasure is God’s kingdom being built and God the almighty being worshiped.
So no matter the season you find yourself. Whether in hardship, grief, loss or rejoicing. Whether you are tired or rested. Whether you feel restored or withered. Whether you are in prison or walking in freedom. No matter the season or circumstance be reminded that every season is a season to acknowledge God, praise him for who he is and pray for his will to be done on earth as it is in heaven. For God is above all things. Amen.