There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven. Ecclesiastes 3:1
There will come a time joy will overflow, You can’t contain it, but you will know.
There’s a time for joy, a time to weep, A time for dancing together in the street.
There is a time to embrace, a time to release. Time slips through our fingers as trees shed their leaves.
Control’s an illusion, we don’t captain this ship, But the Captain is faithful. So, child loosen your grip.
Grace allows for surrender, so breathe deeply and rest. Love says, “I am with you, and I know you best.”
Let life slip through your fingers like the sand of the sea. The Captain is beckoning as deep calls to deep.
It is grace to release, as love gathers us in. Breathe in the free air, let real time begin.