The Byrds were not, of course, the first to remind us about the seasons. The lyrics of the song are ripped directly from Ecclesiastes 3 (except the “turn, turn, turn” part…they added that). After the passage about the possibility inherent in each season, the writer of Ecclesiastes asks this:
“What do workers gain from their toil? I have seen the burden God has laid on the human race. He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live. That each of them may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all their toil—this is the gift of God.”
This Thursday of finals week, after many of us have already finished this “season” of our life, we need to ask this same question: What satisfaction do we have in our work? How can we see ourselves, and our work as a thing to celebrate now, but also to cultivate for later? What is there to celebrate about this last season? To process? To mourn? To forgive? What is there to look forward to about this next season? To hope for? To pursue? How can we be in the season we are in, finding satisfaction there, while also knowing that this season is just that–a season. It will pass. How can we find beauty when we look at the chronology and context of our seasons?