I believe when the bible states , “ There is a time for everything; There is a time to be born and I time to die… A time to tear down and a time to heal. A time to weep and a time to laugh. A time to mourn and a time to dance… A time to embrace and a time to refrain. A time to search and a time to give up. 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”. Patience isn’t something that is commonly found in these times. This is an age of instant gratification and “ I want it and I want it NOW” . Its not hard to get instant gratification these days , with a simple click of a mouse, text message, instant message, e-mails or even the ever rare phone call, we can obtain anything needed. And if we don’t get it now, impatience overcomes and drives us mad.
Patience is something that wears out quickly. Once it does disappear, we are left with a thick coat of frustration, unhappiness and non-complacency.
“A time to search and a time to give up” the bible states. When I read this verse, it reminds me of any stupid teenage romances; of how teens search and scavenge fir love as if they where love starved and don’t wait for their time. What people my age should realize is that if we would simply give it time, God will bring us something better then ever fathomed. Yes, I personally at times would think I would find someone, but always being a delusion that my heart thinks up for temporary joy. But when it came time to give up, my mind would race and think, “its not fair!“ and I would sit in a pool of never ending questions like, “what about now?” or “ what about this one?” and mostly “ is this it?”. The answer was always no. With time I realized that what I needed was more time. “There is a time for everything” I would find myself repeating in my head from time to time and even now I still recite those words as if they give me sanity and keep me alive.
There is a moment for everything. Not only because it is a promise in the bible, but because if it weren’t true, nothing would make progress, nothing would flourish. No one would find their mate, no one would die or live, no one would have the strength to stop something or strength to get over it. No one would hold on and let go. No one would hold their tongue or speak their mind. No one would have hatred and compassion. And this world wouldn’t know right and wrong.
I believe time is of the essence.
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