there are seasons and times

One of the sciptures these last few days have impressed upon me has been Ecclesiastes 3. When I was a young Christian and even on into my older years, this seemed a beautiful set of verses but no more. Now with some age and seeing how things change and evolved through my life they have become real.

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;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;

a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;

a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew;

a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate;

a time of war, and a time of peace.
What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboureth?
I have seen the travail,

which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised in it.
He hath made every thing beautiful in His time:

also He hath set the world in their heart,

so that no man can find out the work that God maketh

from the beginning to the end.

How fantastic is it that the Lord has everything laid out and planned out and how He keeps the reins secure in His hands. And yet Man keeps on trying to impose his own ways and order on the universe! How arrogant the human race is