Seed.

every seed dies before it grows...



And then I googled it.. and found a blog.. that featured this.

^"1 There is a time for everything,

       and a season for every activity under heaven:   

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,

 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."

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 

For the most part, I can take it. Trust it. Accept it. But I'll tell you a secret: it's my heart that finds it difficult to acknowledge and accept this.

que sera.

-Mizz.