Making Everything Beautiful in its Time

Making Everything Beautiful in its Time

Posted on May 11, 2017


Provision & Healing

It’s amazing what our eyes can see and how our hearts are changed when we engage deeply over time. 
It had been more than a year since I had visited the Cyimbili coffee plantation and IWE the girls school. I was immediately astounded by the contrast between my last visit and the scene now. God's provision and healing the broken places of our world was all around me. I saw it in the maturing of the land, the improvements to property and grounds and even in the growth and change we were experiencing as we served alongside the ALARM (African Leadership and Reconciliation Ministries). It reminded me of Ecclesiastes 3, “He has made everything beautiful in its time.”

I began to see and better understand the words of Solomon, "for everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven...a time to plant and a time to harvest...a time to cry and a time to laugh...a time to grieve and a time to dance."   

Life seems to be comprised of opposite experiences that create tension and then seem to bring balance and perspective. We may want to speed through an experience or skip it all together. Or linger too long in another. But God appoints each to its season. And living in and through each season is our journey toward becoming whole.
The women that are part of the WLTI (Women's Leadership Training Institute) understand the seasonal nature of life. The rainy season is followed by the harvest. A time of remembrance proceeds anticipation of the future. Experience has taught them the inevitable cycles of nature that govern the physical world. Yet they also have a deep understanding that while we live in this world, we, in fact, belong to another world. We see evidence of this reality through the spark of eternity in their eyes.   

That spark ignites as I watch them lift their voices in worship. Their souls are touching eternity. Unhindered praise expressing uncontainable joy. I am envious of the freedom they’ve found but only for a moment. If I allow myself I am drawn into the infectious nature of their worship, freely inviting all who are weary and hungry to join. May I savor the taste of heaven I experience when I am in their presence.  

For that current irritation that I want remedy from, or the pleasurable moments I'd like to dwell in indefinitely, help me remember my Rwandan friends. Help me grasp the truth they have come to know. There is a season for everything, a necessitated balance to make all things beautiful in time. 

May I follow their example to be fully present in the moment and rejoice as the seasons change. Let me freely offer myself and the hope of eternity to all I encounter.

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