To everything there is a season
A time for every purpose under heaven:
A time to be born
A time to die;
A time to plant,
And a time to pluck what is planted;
A time to kill
And a time to heal;
A time to break down,
And a time to build up;
A time to weep,
And a time to laugh
A time to mourn,
And a time to dance”
– Ecclesiastes 3 : 1 – 5
The above verses are on a poster in an examining room at my obstetrician’s practice. What a wise man he is – women come to see him not just for pregnancy care, but also for infertility issues, and the full range of all ‘womanly issues’. The examining room does not have any photos of cute babies and blooming belllies, and I get that. And I appreciate that.
Not everyone is blessed with children, and not everyone has an easy time ‘getting’ their children. I don’t claim to understand God’s method in handing out fertility ‘rights’ or ‘abilities’, but I do get what the above verses are saying, and so does my dear doc.
There is a time for everything. Everything. God has it all in his hands. We want to understand it. We want the full picture – but rarely do we get the full picture – otherwise where is the need for faith and where would we get chances to grow our faith?
At this time of year blogland is full of posts about the wonders of Christmas. The gifts, the food, the crafts, the family activities, the decorations, the budgets. It is all there, and for the most part I love it and embrace it and it is a wonderful thing.
But. But for some this time of year isn’t so wonderful. This may well be a time for some people to mourn. A time for breaking down. A time for planting. This is a hard time for so many. Even as I write bad things are happening to families – changing their Christmasses, possibly forever.
Tomorrow I’ll be going to the mothers’ group that I go to. It is a wonderful group of ladies, that I’m slowly getting to know. There is a time in the group that we announce new pregnancies. I imagine someone will mention mine along the way……but I want to be sensitive to others in the group – there are others who may be struggling to get pregnant themselves. I have been one of ‘those’ before. I guess a good way around that is to not have the focus on me too much – but be interested in others just as much and even more than the questions that may be asked towards me and my pregnancy.
Sensitivity. That’s what I need. Perhaps that is what we all need a bit more of at the moment. Christmas may be joyful and fun, rich in people and love, for you. But what is it like for your neighbor? What is it like for your reader who is struggling with depression or loss, a new diagnosis or job loss?
Yes let us remember to put Christ in Christmas, the reason for the season and let’s let nothing take that away from us. And let us also approach things with an extra dash of sensitivity for those who are hurting.