I’m going to miss you when you’re gone…

 

I heard this song on the radio this morning as I was running some errands….I like the way it sounds, but also the message it conveys.   I’m reminded that most everything in this world is just on loan….for a day, a week, a month, a year or longer.  It’s not up to me to say how long something is a part of this journey called life.

James Hersey – Miss You Lyrics

Show me
What it means to be yours
What it means to be more, more
What it means to be more, ah

Show me
What a difference you make
What a word that you say now could mean when it’s over, and it comes time for change

Cause I’m gonna miss you
I’m gonna miss you when you’re gone
I’m gonna miss you
I’m gonna miss you when you’re gone, ah

Show me
How to get what you give
How to let go and live, live
How to let go and live, ah

Show me
What a life this could be
What a promise you make now could mean when the day comes, that everything you see
Is without me

Cause I’m gonna miss you
I’m gonna miss you when you’re gone
I’m gonna miss you
I’m gonna miss you when you’re gone, ah

Cause I’m gonna miss you
I’m gonna miss you, ah
I’m gonna miss you
I’m gonna miss you, ah
I’m gonna miss you
I’m gonna miss you

 

The song also reminds me of one of my favorite chapters in the Bible: Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

A Time for Everything

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.

 

 

Published by David Lee Moser

I am a sixty-five year old semi-retired elementary teacher.

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