Turn! Turn! Turn!

Turn! Turn! Turn!

TURN! TURN! TURN!

That sounds like me trying to navigate my husband through a huge city we’ve never been before . . . someplace like, oh, say . . . Cincinnati?  You’ll understand that reference as you continue reading!

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Actually, according to Wikpedia, that is the actual title (exclamation points included) of the song written by Pete Seeger in the late 1950s. The lyrics, except for the title which is repeated throughout the song, and the final verse of the song, are adapted word-for-word from Chapter 3 of the Book of Ecclesiastes, set to music and recorded in 1962. The song became an international hit in late 1965 when it was covered by the American folk rock band The Byrds, reaching #1 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart on December 4, 1965.

 

Ecclesiastes chapter 3 tells us,

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.

 

There is a joke that goes around the Baptist churches (and I’m sure other denominations too) that goes: How many Baptists does it take to change a light bulb?

Change?! Change?!

 

Some of us don’t handle change very well. And some changes are easier to handle than others. As you read the verses above, you’ll see. Some changes are good. Some are not.

 

Right now my family is beginning a time of changes.

  1. My oldest son has left the nest. This is a good change because as you know from previous posts he is very good at disobedience, disrespect, dishonesty, and disrupting lives.
  2. My second son will be boarding the bus for the Memphis airport as you read this post. He might even be in the air somewhere between Memphis and Philadelphia depending on what time you get online. He is heading to boot camp for the United States Coast Guard. A good thing? Yes, probably. I’m in tears just thinking about it because he is my right arm. I rely on him so much for everything. And he’ll be gone. Yes, I know he needs to grow up, to experience what he wants to do, to take the next steps, but good or not, this change is hard.
  3. I have to go to Cincinnati. Okay, my husband will remind me that “I get to go to Cincinnati.” A big difference in attitude there. I get to go! Okay. There’s going to be a book signing there and I am blessed enough to be invited to sign my most recent book. This is a change. I live in a very rural area. Cincinnati is not exactly rural. The idea of the traffic, the crowds of people, the unfamiliar geography scares me. This is a change that is probably good, but scary.

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Regardless of the circumstances you may find yourself in, it is very evident that you are not going to be able to continue in the same direction.  You are going to have to TURN!  And that brings new choices, new directions, and again you are going to have to TURN!  TURN!

 

I don’t know about you, but all of that TURNING! can sometimes lead to motion sickness.  Physically, emotionally . . . and spiritually.  How does one maintain one’s equilibrium?

 

In Proverbs 3:5-6 it says “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.”

 

In times of change and uncertainty, it’s good to know God is directing my paths. My son’s paths. Maybe even both sons’. I’m trying to learn to embrace this new season I’m entering. A not-quite-empty nest, but an emptier nest.

 

How do you handle change?  Do you react as I do, with a “Change?! Change?!” or do you embrace each new season in life?

 

Dear Father, please help me to submit my ways to You as you guide me through this unfamiliar territory. I need Your peace. Your comfort. Help me to trust that You will direct my paths. Amen.

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Laura Hilton About Laura Hilton

Laura Hilton lives and writes in Arkansas, surrounded by her husband and five children. The author of inspirational novels about the Amish, she is also a book reviewer. Find Laura online at: her blog or Facebook page.

Comments

  1. Janet K Brown says:

    Seasons of change like you talk about are so difficult. My middle daughter is going through similar trials with a big move, and her oldest going off to college. My prayers for her will now extend to you. Praise God. He never changes.

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  2. My heart goes out to you with all the changes. One of my sons was my right arm as well. I sobbed my heart out alone and waved goodbye with a smile. The old proverb about raising a child in the way he should go is true. Even my prodigal has come home to the Lord, and I’ll be praying yours does, too.

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  3. Love you post, Laura. I’m not good at change either. But my hindsight shows me it was good. And prayers for your travels to Cincy. I live near there. It’s not so bad.

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