Monday Musings: Turn, Turn, Turn

Zinnia in garden, September 2009

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time of war, a time of peace
A time of love, a time of hate
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time of peace, I swear it's not too late!

—"Turn, Turn, Turn" by The Byrds

Direct link to video here.

This song has been on my mind — with my mom, with selling our house, with the fall leaves dropping. I want to embrace all the seasons of life and experience the fullness of aliveness that comes from experiencing all of it — birth and death, planting and reaping, joy and sadness.

Tell me, where is the turning occuring in your life today?