Dear Mom,
There is a purpose for everything under the sun. A time to work and a time to relax. A time to laugh and a time to cry. A time to keep and a time to throw away. A time to speak and a time to be quiet. A time to destroy and a time to repair. Sweet mom, what season are you in? Is it baby time? Or primary schooling years? (or both!) Is it the teenage season? Or college years? (or both!) Maybe you are in the empty nest season and your children have their own lives. Our life resembles a book, and is divided into chapters, and each chapter is a “time.” God is with us in every season, and each day we breathe, is a gift.
To everything there is a season. (Ecclesiastes 3:1, NIV)