A Time For Everything
I visited two different hospitals this weekend. On Friday night, my friend, who is pregnant with twin boys, started going into labor, two months prior to her due date. When I walked into the hospital, a nurse was checking a monitor that kept track of each baby’s heartbeat, as well as the contractions. The nurse was explaining what seemed to be a dozen “if, then statements” to my friend and her husband. “If this happens, then we’ll do this. Or, if this happens, then we’ll do this. But if this happens, then we’ll do this.” I was awestruck as I was listening to the nurse explain the possibilities. In spite of the incredible technology that was hooked up to my friend, and in spite of the dozens of nurses and doctors who were monitoring every single movement and heartbeat, nobody could predict exactly when the babies were going to be born. In that moment, it became so obvious to me that G-d is the One who chooses the exact moment that each of us becomes born. In our human capacity to understand, we speak of concrete phrases, such as “too early” or “too late.” G-d doesn’t operate this way, though, and His timing is always perfect. The beautiful verses in Psalm 139 came to mind as I watched the babies’ heartbeats on the monitor. “Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.” (16)
A couple days later, my mother and I went to visit a close family friend, who is very sick with a type of blood cancer. When we entered her hospital room, the lights were dimmed, and a nurse was quietly attending to her needs. I sat down gently, trying not to disturb her, as it was clear that she was in a great deal of pain. I talked for a bit, trying to be encouraging and comforting to my friend. She shared with us how much pain she was in and how frustrating it was. At one point, she voiced her fears about dying. Again, I was reminded that it’s G-d alone who knows how long we will be on this earth. And though death is still terrifying and strange, I find comfort in knowing that there is nothing about my life that is unknown to G-d, not even how long it will last.
These two hospitals were sixty miles away from one another. In one, nurses huddled around my friend preparing for birth, while in the other, nurses huddled around another friend, gently preparing for what seemed like death. Neither team of nurses or doctors could predict what was about to happen.
There is a beginning and an end to all of our lives, and though the exact dates are mysteries to us, they are not to G-d. When we understand how much G-d loves us, there is absolutely nothing to fear. We can trust Him with both the beginning and the end of our days.
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
-Ecclesiastes 3: 1-15



