Today I sit quietly as I work. It is a writing and designing day. It is raining in my area and for me, this brings a peacefulness that surrounds me. Rainy days bring back memories that cause me to smile. The season when my children were not old enough to attend school and I was a stay at home mom were precious days.
The play for the day was inside; lunch, naps, books and scattered toys, as we laughed together. At times a little fighting between my two children would break out, but nothing major. Except for reading the newspaper, watching the news on T.V. or spending time with friends and family we lived in our little shut in world. It was a season of life, with no internet, no social networks, or a blog to write on.
I ask myself this question today, “Would I trade today for yesterday?” No, because now my children are grown, they are on their own and this is our season of life. Yesterday, is in the distance and I smile as it continues to rain. For this season of life, is precious to me in a new way. The beauty of a season, on a quiet rainy day.
1- There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.