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the stutter of rain ..." ❤ excerpt (c) Amy Schutzer


Saturday, November 6, 2010

~ To Everything There Is A Season

Lake Howard sunset, Winter Haven, FL

To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which 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.
- The Bible, Ecclesiastes 3, Verses 1-4

2 comments:

mxtodis123 said...

I've always loved that verse. And such a beautiful image to go with it.
Mary

Melodie said...

Those verses always seem so bittersweet to me.To fully comprehend the you have to have had the hardships I think....to fully appreciate to cycles of life and the true blessings of the good days.

"In ancient times cats were worshipped as gods; they have not forgotten this." — Terry Pratchett

"In ancient times cats were worshipped as gods; they have not forgotten this."  — Terry Pratchett

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