time for change

To every [thing there is] a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:  

A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up [that which is] planted;  

A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;  

A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;  

A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, 

and a time to refrain from embracing;  

A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;  

A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;  

Ecclesiastes 3:1-7

This passage has always owned a special place in my heart. It's the answer to the many many questions in my mind in and in my friends' minds. 

Yesterday afternoon was that point in time where the old self and the need for a new one met. And the answer to the question "when?"' just sat there in our midst: now.

A time to pluck up that which is planted.

A time to lose. A time to cast away.

And a time to gather myself together, build up, sew.

A time to be born... again.

That which is born of the flesh is flesh; and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit. Marvel not that I said unto thee, Ye must be born again.  John 3:6, 7