To everything there is a season,
a time for every purpose under the sun.
A time to be born and a time to die;
a time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
a time to kill and a time to heal ...
a time to weep and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn and a time to dance ...
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing;
a time to lose and a time to seek;
a time to rend and a time to sew;
a time to keep 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
.. and a time to move on.
2 comments:
Congrats and all that etcetc.
Good choice of verse, too. I read it at my grandmother's funeral over the summer there. Not that I am trying to make any allusions there, or anything, hell, I stop the digging now while I can still see light above me...
Good luck with moving on and all.
Thanks.
As this is the season for mutual back-patting, I should point out that (now you mention it) I did read that verse on your blog at the time - and that's probably why I had it in my head.
Post a Comment