When I realized last week I was going to hit my 1,000 post, I started to do a give-away, or a very special post. But there's was just too much happening to decide what to write about.
Boston was bombed, two attempted poisonings happened, the gun bill went for a vote on Congress, we attended an antique gun auction, we made a quick trip to Alabama for two baptisms, my quilt schedule is out of whack and exploding, we've lost several hens in the last few weeks, the incubator is out and running, AND my hometown was hosting an "open gate" of main street this past Sunday which we decided was just way too much to fit into our already very crazy schedule. Demolition began Monday morning. One side of main street and the grocery store where I had my first official paying job is now gone. And in the midst of all these crazy things, plus many others, I simply did not have the heart to minimize any of them . And so today I post the timeless words that summarize how I feel about so many things and adequately describe my rock stillness as the world rushes around me.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-11
There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven—
9 What profit is there to the worker from that in which he toils? 10 I have seen the task which God has given the sons of men with which to occupy themselves.
11 He has made everything appropriate in its time. He has also set eternity in their heart, yet so that man will not find out the work which God has done from the beginning even to the end.
And with these words, I celebrate my 1,000th blog post.
Boston was bombed, two attempted poisonings happened, the gun bill went for a vote on Congress, we attended an antique gun auction, we made a quick trip to Alabama for two baptisms, my quilt schedule is out of whack and exploding, we've lost several hens in the last few weeks, the incubator is out and running, AND my hometown was hosting an "open gate" of main street this past Sunday which we decided was just way too much to fit into our already very crazy schedule. Demolition began Monday morning. One side of main street and the grocery store where I had my first official paying job is now gone. And in the midst of all these crazy things, plus many others, I simply did not have the heart to minimize any of them . And so today I post the timeless words that summarize how I feel about so many things and adequately describe my rock stillness as the world rushes around me.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-11
There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven—
2 A time to give birth and a time to die;
A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted.
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 weep and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn and a time to dance.
5 A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones;
A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing.
6 A time to search and a time to give up as lost;
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
7 A time to tear apart and a time to sew together;
A time to be silent 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 to plant and a time to uproot what is planted.
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 weep and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn and a time to dance.
5 A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones;
A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing.
6 A time to search and a time to give up as lost;
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
7 A time to tear apart and a time to sew together;
A time to be silent and a time to speak.
8 A time to love and a time to hate;
A time for war and a time for peace.
9 What profit is there to the worker from that in which he toils? 10 I have seen the task which God has given the sons of men with which to occupy themselves.
11 He has made everything appropriate in its time. He has also set eternity in their heart, yet so that man will not find out the work which God has done from the beginning even to the end.
And with these words, I celebrate my 1,000th blog post.
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