There is a time

I was in the pre-procedure (routine) room with Bob today, and after the nurses had filled out the computer information, taken his vitals, and hooked him up to an IV, I began to read to him from my life:beautiful--faith for your journey magazine.  In "Wanda's Letter," written by Editor-in-Chief Wanda Ventling, she writes about the troubled days we live in and that God is present in the chaos and is our everlasting hope.  She reminds us that "we can see evidence of the true and living God everywhere" if we have eyes to see and ears to hear.

In the middle of the letter is a paragraph that especially touched me:
     Oceans ebb and flow, the moon waxes and wanes, planters sow and reap, people are born and die.
     This is God's perfect plan--and when we allow Him to use us according to His plan, only then can
     we experience the peace that passes all understanding.  And only then do we truly live beautiful
     lives.

On the right side of the page is the scripture that is so familiar to us from Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 NIV:
     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.

Bob had his procedure, received good results, and was resting back in the room when I heard the Byrds singing Turn, Turn, Turn, the words adapted from the above scripture (music by Pete Seeger).  I don't know where it came from, but it didn't sound like a ring tone.  And identity of the source doesn't matter,  because for me it was a God moment, not a coincidence.  She was reminding me that She is present, and we are part of Her perfect plan...and this is a time to laugh...and love.  Amen.