The Wisdom of the Perfect Time
Plants and trees tell you of the phases and cycles of nature. I can sense that another time of the year is coming when I go outside the house and look around.
We have two mango trees in our backyard. They are of the sour green variety, not the yellow sweet ones. Few months ago the trees started to bear fruit. Now it’s harvest time. The fruits are ripe and bigger and the heavy ones fall to the ground when the wind blows.
It’s mango season once again.
The mango tree gives a sad yet inspiring story. It has been in our backyard the whole year, with nobody taking notice… but it waits patiently until harvest time, when it becomes a source of enjoyment with its fruits.
Life too has its own seasons, and much patience is needed for us to go through it. Sometimes, I would get too impatient with the way things are. I often fail to recognize the wisdom of the perfect time. One wise person realized this and said…
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
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,
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.