Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

The Bible verse I picked to display in the tail of my name on my letter jacket was Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 because these verses beautifully describe the way I often view my life.

There is a time for everything, 
       and a season for every activity under heaven:

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,

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.

It has been made very obvious to me that these verses are true (all of the Bible is complete, perfect Truth). Father has put me through many seasons, and I am only seventeen years old, not even through high school yet. Unlike the seasons caused by the rotating and revolutioning of the Earth (though here in hot, humid Texas, we pretty much experience summer and...cooler summer), Father's seasons do not follow a pattern every year. Some last for a lifetime. Others last only a few weeks. And His seasons can overlap. The important thing is to follow where He's leading, let the season He wants for you take over. Don't try to hang on to the spring when Father is ready for summer. His timing is perfect. Go with it.