Last time for everything

I heard this song a few weeks ago for the first time.

I was filled with a profound sense of nostalgia, sadness and loss. I spent a few moments with these feeling, listening to the lyrics and ruminating over things in my life that have happened, both routine and what some consider tragic, when my feelings took a turn for the positive. Immediately I began to look at things differently. 

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 reminds us there there is a time and season for everything under the heavens. I have been so afraid to let go, trying to have control over things and even people, that I forget I am not the one in control here. I need to surrender. I need to step back and allow what is best for me to take place.

To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

2 A time to be born, a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; 

4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; 

5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. 

With every last time usually comes a first time for something else. I pray your firsts are full of adventure and love.