Have you ever said the words: “If only I had ____”, wishing for something that used to be or hoping for something that is yet to come? I know I have.
But I’m learning something about timing. Theres usually a reason life unfolds the way it does.
Had I married the guy I thought was “the one”, or had the children when I thought I was ready…. Had the product launched when I wanted it to, or I purchased the new and fancy when it tickled my ears… Had I taken the opportunity when I felt it was for me…
I would have missed what was meant for today.
There’s an opportune time to do things, a right time for everything on the earth:
A right time for birth and another for death,
A right time to plant and another to reap,
A right time to kill and another to heal,
A right time to destroy and another to construct,
A right time to cry and another to laugh,
A right time to lament and another to cheer,
A right time to make love and another to abstain,
A right time to embrace and another to part,
A right time to search and another to count your losses,
A right time to hold on and another to let go,
A right time to rip out and another to mend,
A right time to shut up and another to speak up,
A right time to love and another to hate,
A right time to wage war and another to make peace.
God made everything beautiful in itself and in its time—but he’s left us in the dark, so we can never know what God is up to, whether he’s coming or going. I’ve decided that there’s nothing better to do than go ahead and have a good time and get the most we can out of life. That’s it—eat, drink, and make the most of your job. It’s God’s gift.
Whatever was, is.
Whatever will be, is.
That’s how it always is with God.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-13,15 (MSG)
Here in Colorado we recently had a late spring storm. It’s not completely uncommon, but it did catch us off guard. Most of us had planted flowers, had started our gardens and the trees have already sprouted fresh green leaves. Below is a picture of my backyard on May 18th.
As I watched the snow pile up on my newly blooming trees, and scrambled to pull my potted plants indoors to safety, I couldn’t help but feel the burden on those branches. Within 30 minutes those arms were laden with heavy, wet and sticky snow and they bowed to the pressure. Some of the limbs even broke.
Many of the 100 year old maple trees in our little town did loose branches. The weight of the snow too much for their leafed extensions.
That’s what happens when a season is out of place.
In the fall, the trees loose their leaves. And thus are able to bear the weight of the winter snow. But in the spring, with leaves filled in, giving more surface for snow to catch, it is just too much. And so they bow to the heaviness and break under the pressure.
We are so quick to wish for it all. We want the big promotion and we want it now. We want the microphone and the big audience, now. We long for the day when ____. We reach for the next, the more, before the right now has had it’s season.
If you are blooming for spring, don’t be wishing for the weight of winter, and if you are under the thick wet snow, don’t wish for the blooms of spring. It could break you.
Be present and patient right where you are. There’s a reason.