“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven. I time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted.”
These words are often heard at weddings and funerals and are a reminder that the good and evil we experience in life are all tempered by God’s time. Nothing can withstand the trajectory of God’s plan and God’s timing in the totality of life.
Just the other day as I sat with one of our church members going into surgery, I was reminded of the frailty of human life and our utter reliance on God. Sometimes the things of this world make sense, other times not. Sometimes things go well, other time they go south. In all things we realize the things of this life are temporal and transitory, and we do our best, clinging to the one who delivers us from death to life.
Our passage in Ecclesiastes is a stark reminder that life is not meant to make sense, and that each situation must be dealt with with renewed hope and vigor for the future. It speaks to the present realities and their troubles and pitfalls, for we as a people of God must not dwell on the past or even the present, but must always have hope for the future as part of our equation.
I love the Wisdom literature.