We were on our way to school to drop off school supplies and meet the new teacher and our little miss chatted all the way as kids do. When we walked by the neighbor who had two dogs, one a senior dog and one a puppy last year her observation was that dogs grow up much faster than kids. She continued saying, isn’t it good that kids grow up much slower, otherwise we would be out of the house in just a year.
Coming off a long summer, I had longed for the days when the house would be quiet again. But her comment made me think and I had to take a moment to consider the alternative…a very short childhood…over in a year. Maybe those long days of summer when school couldn’t get here fast enough were actually a gift of days, drawn out into years and given for the building of relationship, teaching, love and nurture.
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:
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 from embracing,
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.