Every year each floor of my college dorm was given a theme by the floor's Resident Assistant. One year, one of the floor's themes was "Turn, Turn, Turn."
It wasn't as fun as the "Arrested Development" or "Star Wars" themed floors, and I remember thinking "What a bizarre theme for a floor."
Looking back on it, it was a brilliant theme for a floor, however my immaturity kept the meaning at bay.
--
In a recent excursion to Denver, on vinyl I acquired The Byrds' single "Turn, Turn, Turn." The song was originally written by Pete Seger, the words originally adapted from Ecclesiastes (the Bible).
The world is turning.
A fascinatingly simple concept.
24 hours a day.
Sometimes I think we forget this. Especially during holiday seasons.
We are rushed and busy and our 24 hours quickly goes by, taking very little time for the things that truly matter. The things people on their death bed wish they would have spent more time on.
Family
The Divine
Not working
Outdoors
Helping others
---
A friend of mine who helps direct funerals mentioned about a recent funeral, how in a family they were mourning the loss of a loved one while at the same time they were filled with joy of the birth of another.
Death and Life. Together.
There is a time for it all.
... for babies to be born
... for people to die
For me and the Awake My Sole journey
... a time for running across Iowa for a year
... a time for resting in North Dakota
---
A year ago, the Iowa Awake My Sole journey was coming to an end (the official day was December 23), and over this last year, things have continued to "Turn, Turn, Turn."
What's next for Awake My Sole?
There are some cool things on the radar, things involving mentoring and running.
For now, lets enjoy this moment, because the earth isn't stopping. Soon our time will come. My hope is that this life of yours and mine will be lived in a way that glorifies and honors the Creator.
---
lyrics to "Turn Turn Turn"
"Turn! Turn! Turn!"
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time of war, a time of peace
A time of love, a time of hate
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time of peace, I swear it's not too late!
