Tuesday, October 21, 2014

For every thing there is a season

I was standing across the street from this demolition site the other day and I thought how much the giant mouth on that machine looks like a hungry monster.  I also thought how easily we tear down homes that have stood for generations.  Think about all the stories, all the people, all the lives, all the little feet that ran in through those doorways and up those stairs. Think about the laughter and tears, the struggles and joys, the hugs and the hurts that inhabited those walls.  Death and life, it's all so much a part of everything.  "For everything there is a season," says the wisdom writer.  So it is.