When my Dad passed on and my family and I had those
little things printed to remember him by my Mom decided on that passage from
the Bible about there being a reason for everything. But, I didn’t originally
know this passage as talking about reason, but rather time. You might be more
familiar with the concept of time in the rendition that I’m talking about, you
know that song by the
Byrds: “For everything, turn, turn, turn…a time to every purpose under
heaven.”
All the questions we ask…there seems to be an almost
cliché answer to everyone that has something to do with time.
Love:
“You can’t hurry love, no you’ll just have to wait….” (The Supremes in You Can’t
Hurry Love”)
Loss:
It was their time to go
Break-up:
Just give it time, you’ll find someone else
I
want it now!: Patience is a virtue
God,
please ____: My timing is perfect, even if you don’t understand
It seems so frustrating
and honestly terribly unfair. But, I
think there must be something that’s making it all okay because we’re all still
here and livin life together!
So how has time contributed to shaping me. That’s a wonderful question! Well there’s a
plethora of perfect timings I can tell you about, so here it goes:
Love: uh…God’s perfect timing (is coming)? J Or, we can talk about my puppy love (no, not the
shallow stuff parents talk about their teenagers feeling for that person), I’m
talking real puppy love: my baby boy Kaden! I had all but given up on finding a
dog. I had been turned down and lost
hope, but a few friends encouraged me to keep the faith. So, I sent one last email to this wonderful
woman at a rescue. Not 10 hours later my
handsome boy walked straight into my arms and he’s not going anywhere! Hell, he
probably wouldn’t let me run 10 feet from him without whining…Mama’s boy for
sure <3
Loss: I don’t know if I believe that it was their time to
go. But I know they will always be with
me. And time, well time just separates
me from them and from the wonderful memories of them having been here with me
and not away. I’m sorry, I don’t have a
good answer for you for this one. Loss
is not something that is easy, but as time goes on it does make you stronger. Stronger in the sense of working through the
intricacies of the issues involved with that loss. Time has softened my heart and made me a more
sensitive person because of all of the emotions involved with those who I love
whom I have lost. It’s taught me how to
be more vulnerable. By choosing not to
close doors and to open them for others to see my heart, I have more freedom. Hopefully, you take that chance too.
Break-up:
Don’t give up. Someone who wants to love
you (even if they don’t know it’s you just yet) is out there waiting or
searching for you too. Don’t give up!
I
want it now: Hold your horses! If you move too fast, it might not be the right
time! You might need to be late for the appointment in order to leave later
than expected so that you run into that one person you haven’t seen in years
that happens to be the time that you decide to go grab coffee then that coffee
time turns into a nice romantic walk on the beach (I don’t like the the beach,
by the way…well the sand part of it…just so ya know), that…yah, you see where
I’m going here…relationship…marriage….you just never know, ya know?
God
please : See answer above and for those of us who
believe, you’ll know that He knew and had a perfect plan in mind. It was just our shortcomings that tried to
control a situation that He had already perfectly planned.
So
life is complicated and time always has a hand in all things. It can be our best friend or our worst
enemy. It’s really a love/hate
relationship and we don’t have a choice or any real control over it. So embrace it! Give it a big ole hug and make
the best of that moment. Be present
(yoga does wonders to help you with this) and realize we can only do so
much.
You
are loved and you are important, very important, to your community. As time goes on and we choose to be present
and live in the moment and also make choices to promise to change the world, we
can only continue to be a better version of ourselves, and not one other person
can even begin to fulfill that role. There really could never be
a more beautiful you!
