There is a time for everything

and a season for every activity under the heavens:
 ² a time to be born and a time to die,
   a time to plant and a time to uproot,
 ³ a time to kill and a time to heal,
   a time to tear down and a time to build,
 ⁴ a time to weep and a time to laugh,
   a time to mourn and a time to dance,
 ⁵ a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
   a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
 ⁶ a time to search and a time to give up,
   a time to keep and a time to throw away,
 ⁷ a time to tear and a time to mend,
   a time to be silent and a time to speak,
 ⁸ a time to love and a time to hate,
   a time for war and a time for peace.

When my frustrations and disappointments take over, Ecclesiastes 3 often comes to mind - and as I meditate on the words, I feel encouraged, renewed.  'Cause when I think back to all the past 'toils' in my life, I'm reminded that everything has to take its course before it can become 'beautiful'. 

This afternoon I had a few hours of solitude and it resulted in a lake of emotions, as expected.  I cannot be left alone with my thoughts too frequently.