I noticed her eyes glistened with emotions as her lips parted, giving voice to the words that made them man and wife. As i watched with obvious longing, the elderly lady beside me fondly squeezed my hands and said “it is her time, yours will come”. A year later, seated in church, the pastor took his reading from the book of Ecclesiastes chapter three. It read “to everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under the heaven……”. He read on to the eighth verse ” a time to love……..”! That struck me and then the questions began to erupt.
I asked myself rhetorically; is love dependent on a specific time or is it an emotion capable of springing up just about anytime? How do i know the right time to love? Is there a specified time to meet one’s spouse? If one should miss his or her time, is there a possibility of restoration? Is the time to love self-created or imposed?
The questions went on and on but one thing is certain, you have your “time”, i have mine. knowing yours and functioning in it is a responsibility you alone can fulfil.
1. To love someone is nothing, to be loved by someone is something, to love someone who loves you is everything
Compiled by Tobore Osanebi