To Every Thing There is a Season
August 10, 2014 4 Comments
I woke up this morning with a song in my head (as is not all that uncommon). I’ve liked music all my life, and a decent song can often become an earworm, as we all know.
But this was different, this was the song
The Byrds obviously were promoting peace back in 1965 but now its 2014 and the cry is “Peace, peace, but there is no peace” and we are witnessing a butcher’s bill not seen in 70 years. And so, Obama and Kerry have both said the work ‘Genocide’, if I remember correctly; US domestic law compels the USG to take whatever measures it can to combat genocide, as well as to protect American citizens.
And so, now, again, it is a time fo rend, to tear down, and for war.
God help us all.
That song, not incidentally, is almost direct quote of Ecclesiastes 3
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
2A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
3A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.