A Time for Everything
There’s no doubt parenting is an extreme act. It may be common, but the intensity it requires is matched by nothing else. Like most people, I’m passionate about my parenting beliefs; and as a writer, I know the importance of clearly staking an opinion. But when I read parenting blog posts, I often have a lurking feeling, a feeling that things are not that extreme. We can all have opinions about sugar, diapers, TV, clothes, baby proofing. In fact, I think we all do. But even in an opinion, there’s always room for exceptions, teaching our children that “there’s a time for everything, a season for every activity under heaven” (Ecc 3:1).
Ecclesiastes has long been one of my favorite books. It’s a dark book about drudgery, but it’s laced with wisdom and whimsy. It’s a book of paradox, of tension. Perhaps the best example of this is the famous chapter 3.
Here is a revamped version of that passage:
The Middle Course in Motherhood.
There’s a time for everything, a season for every activity under heaven.
There’s a time to eat veggies and a time to indulge in treats.
A time to be strict and a time to be silly.
A time to be protected and a time to push.
A time to correct and a time to be graceful.
A time to console and a time to move on.
A time for being with your children and a time for a break.
A time for play groups and a time for solitude.
A time for outdoors and a time for T.V.
A time for new things and a time for normalcy.
A time for organic, all-natural and cloth and a time for store-bought and easy.
A time to put up a gate and a time to tear down.
A time for a new toy and a time to give some away.
A time for coddling and cuddling and a time for letting go and letting be.
A time for cleaning up and a time for dressing down.
What do kids really need from their parents? I have thought about this in connection with the various kinds of parenting God has given people to do. God has made everything beautiful for its own time.