A few years ago, I used to think that I was in a waiting room. The metaphorical one, where everything happened in such a way, that I had to literally wait for answers or directions to come. Although over the years, I’ve learned to be patient and that there is “a time for everything and a season for every activity under the sun,”, it takes a while to understand and accept it. We live in a world and society, where it has been getting harder and harder to wait. Everything is immediate and so why wait when you have it all at your fingertips?
So much growth happens in this waiting room. One of the most beautiful things that I’ve learned is how to live in the present. It demands you to do so. The future is uncertain, the past is far gone, and there’s no way to go back to it, so you have to live in the present.
I thought of this while taking these photos of my friend, Paloma. Who finds herself waiting, but she faces it with such peace and serenity. She reminded me once again, that each season brings us a lesson. In my case, since I am also back in my old, familiar, waiting room, to face it with peace. Knowing that whatever I’m going through right now, will serve a purpose in whatever I’ll be doing in the future.
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: 1-8