For a Time
Words of Encouragement for a Season of Grief
Gregory E. Lang
For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son,
that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity
The sun rises and sets,
and the moon increases
the day gives way to night,
and in its turn,
night yields back to the day.
Nothing in this world is without end;
all things endure only for a time.
There are powers far beyond us,
plans far beyond what we could
have ever thought of,
visions far more vast than what
we can ever see with our own eyes.
C. JoyBell C.
Everything, in time,
gives way to something else.
There is a time to embrace
and a time to refrain,
a time to keep
and a time to give away;
there is a season of abundance,
and a season of hunger and need.
For every person, in every place,
in every circumstance,
anything we have,
we have but for a time.
Everything we enjoy,
we enjoy but for a time.
And now and then
we may have no joy at all.
God cannot give us a happiness
and peace apart from Himself,
because it is not there.
There is no such thing.
C. S. Lewis
Our mouths may thirst,
our hearts may yearn or be broken,
and our very lives may seem unsure.
We cannot have everything
according to our desires,
nor enjoy them as long as we might wish;
the evidence of this is all around us.
Earth has no sorrow that
Heaven cannot heal.
There is a constant ebbing
waxing and waning,
from one season to another.
Everything in this world changes,
it has from the beginning,
and will until the end.
There is a time when all strength is gone,
and a time when one is made even stronger still.
The most beautiful people I’ve known
are those who have known trials,
have known struggles, have known loss,
and have found their way out of the depths.
There is a time for action
and a time for rest,
a time for doubt
and a time for trust.
And though we desire control of our world,
that we might determine
the length of each season
or stop the flow of one to another,
we can never alter the plan of God.
Anything under God’s control
is never out of control.
Charles R. Swindoll
God has a purpose in all that He does,
even if we cannot fathom what His purpose is.
Patience with others is love,
patience with self is hope,
patience with God is faith.
We cannot know what was before us,
nor what shall be after us.
It is not ours to know the
rhythm of this world,
nor to believe it would
yield for us.
Faith is deliberate confidence
in the character of God
whose ways you may not
understand at the time.
We must make the most
of our present circumstances
and trust that what we have
is what we need,
and while it lasts,
for the duration of its season,
find peace with what has been given us.
The will of God is never exactly
what you expect it to be.
It may seem to be much worse,
but in the end it’s going to be
a lot better and a lot bigger.
We should strive to content ourselves with,
and make good use of,
what God has determined.
We must take all things as they come,
understanding it or not,
for the time it is upon us.
It is not ours to change what God has done.
In accordance with His design,
all things will have their turn
and come to pass.
There is no pit so deep
but that His love is deeper still.
Corrie Ten Boom
The valleys join the highest mountains,
and gentle streams join raging rivers;
the clearest sky becomes clouded,
and the most clouded sky becomes clear.
There is a time for everything,
everything under the sun,
including a time for heartache.
What we have once enjoyed
and deeply loved we can never lose,
for all that we love deeply
becomes a part of us.
Even pain is designed by God.
There is a time to mourn
and a time to dance,
a time to weep
and a time to laugh,
a time to be silent
and a time to speak,
and a time to love
and share ourselves freely.
Yet even love cannot last
on this side of the everlasting.
Love is stronger than death even though
it can’t stop death from happening.
We are created to live,
yet set before us is a time to die.
We will lose, in time,
many of whom we love,
just as others
will surely one day lose us.
If God were small enough
to be understood,
He would not be big enough
to be worshiped.
And though death may
never be welcomed,
each life has a season
that must reach its end.
We are of this world only for a time.
Seeing death as the end of a life is like
seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean.
And our grief is natural,
so it too must have its season.
It may seem to linger without end,
or come and go as the wind.
It may carve at our heart
as waves against the shore,
or dull our senses
so that nothing brings pleasure.
And in such times,
God may seem far,
But He is indeed with you,
now and always.
As cold as everything looks in winter,
the sun has not forsaken us.
He has only drawn away for a little,
for good reasons,
one of which is that we may learn
that we cannot do without Him.
Our heartache and suffering
endure for a time,
and yet our memories
last even longer still,
a sweet blessing God has given us.
Death leaves a heartache
no one can heal,
love leaves a memory
no one can steal.
We live in a world of change.
Everything changes according to plan,
though we may not yet understand why.
The finite cannot grasp the infinite,
but what reason cannot comprehend,
Philosophers can debate
the meaning of life,
but you need a Lord
who can declare
the meaning of life.
And in faith alone
we must wait with patience
for a full understanding
of God’s mysterious but glorious ways.
We will always have disappointment in this world;
we must not expect this life
to be all God has meant for us.
Because God has made us
our hearts are restless
until they rest in Him.
This world was never intended for our rest.
Eventually we will become weary of this season,
And long for of the only everlasting time,
the season of never-ending.
By Heaven we understand
a state of happiness
infinite in degree,
and endless in duration.
Everything is beautiful
in its own time.
Our life on earth
is lived for the meantime,
Our life in Heaven
will be lived for all time.
Death, though seemingly an enemy,
is but a portal through which we must pass
to enter an eternity of favor.
Difficult times have helped me
to understand better than before,
how infinitely rich and beautiful
life is in every way.
Baroness Karen Blixen
There is rest and sweet refreshment
in eternity, where grace waits
to turn our afflictions into mercies.
There is a wonderful harmony
in the seasons yet to come,
beautiful and comforting
to those who wait.
Every man’s life is his opportunity
for doing what prepares him for eternity.
The only significance of life
consists in helping
to establish the kingdom of God.
We must be pleased with our place in this world
and readily yield to the will of God.
Remain humble in your dependence on God,
neither lifted up with pride,
nor cast down with fears,
and believe everything
will soon appear to have been accomplished
in the most proper time,
in the most wonderful way,
for all the best reasons.
Death is nothing else but going home to God,
the bond of love will be unbroken for all eternity.
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every circumstance
As we are born,
so we must die
at the appointed time.
But just as there is a time
to be born,
and a time to die,
there is also a time to rise again.
Death has always been at work in us,
but so too has life;
God will lift up what has fallen down.
Blessings alone do not open our eyes.
Indeed, blessings by themselves
tend to close our eyes.
We do not come to know Him
in the blessing,
but in the breaking.
So live in light of eternity,
comply with God’s call
to laugh or weep,
or mourn or dance,
for the duration He has determined,
always holding fast
to the hope set before us.
We have this life but for a time,
and death is no more than
a farewell to this season,
so look forward to another time,
a season for all time,
the promised victory over death
to all who believe.
And when my days run out,
I will have lived just a blink of time
and the rest will be eternal joy.
Abby Danielle Burlbaugh
Let us live in that hope for the future,
that in eternity
will be those we have loved,
there waiting for us,
to share in the glory
of eternal blessings
that will, at last,
nor speak of me with tears,
but laugh and talk of me
as if I were beside you there.
Isla Paschal Richardson
Weeping may remain for a night,
But rejoicing comes in the morning.