Today marks the one year anniversary of my Mom crossing the threshold of mortality to enter eternity – and because of her faith in the work & person of Jesus, the hope of heaven! Today is also the day that my daughter Katelyn and her family (read ‘my grandchildren’) leave NoVa for their new life in Charlottesville. Life is full of changes; it is full of twists & turns and ups & downs and unexpected “detours” around the next curve. Life is made up by moments. Some moments linger…and they can become seasons, but those seasons of life are still moments that a strung together: some are ‘strung together’ beautifully, like a string of pearls… others, more like a string of broken glass, rusty nails and Porcupine quills. Regardless, God sees all, knows all and is behind it all… and HE is good, all of the time.
In the midst of whatever unexpected trials, troubles, twists & turns of life, HE is the constant. In Him, “there is no variableness, neither shadow of turning” (James 1:17). And what is more, He has promised to use these various & variegated moments in our lives for His glory and for our good; to mold and to shape our lives more & more into the image of Jesus (Rom. 8:28-29). Indeed, as the preacher of Ecclesiastes declares, “To everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven…”
I wish to conclude this thought with something I found in my Mom’s personal things a few days after she died. I was drawn to it because it was written in her own (beautiful) handwriting… and also because of its beautiful sentiment: “A hug is a perfect gift. One size fits all, and no one minds if you exchange it. Consider yourself hugged!” (Mary Patricia Regan O’Keefe, 09.09.1925-01.15.2012)
“To every thing there is a season, and a time for every purpose under the heavens: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pull up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to throw away; a time to tear, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. (the preacher continues) “What gain or profit has the worker from his toil? I have seen the business that God has given to the children of man to be busy with, and He has made everything beautiful in its time. He also has placed eternity into every man’s heart…” (Ecc. 3:1-11a)
Enjoy my continued musings ~
“He does not lead me year by year, nor even day by day; But step by step my path unfolds; my Lord directs the way.” (unknown)
And the lyrics from the old hymn by Pastor George A. Young: “God Leads Us Along”
“In shady, green pastures, so rich and so sweet, God leads His dear children along; Where the water’s cool flow bathes the weary one’s feet, God leads His dear children along.
Sometimes on the mount where the sun shines so bright, God leads His dear children along; Sometimes in the valley, in darkest of night, God leads His dear children along.
Though sorrows befall us and evils oppose, God leads His dear children along; Through grace we can conquer, defeat all our foes, God leads His dear children along.
Away from the mire, and away from the clay, God leads His dear children along; Away up in glory, eternity’s day, God leads His dear children along.
Some through the waters, some through the flood, Some through the fire, but all through the blood; Some through great sorrow, but God gives a song, In the night season and all the day long.”