Opposing Actions

by Michalee Merritt

I can’t help but to think of The Bryds song Turn, Turn, Turn this time of year. I know that some see it as a sad song but I see it as a call for transition. The song is a series of opposing actions. That is what it’s like this time of year. 

The song is a series of opposing actions.
That is what it’s like this time of year. 

Spring is a time of awakening. Longer days and flowers starting to bloom but at the same time we can have a snowstorm and we have to pull the jackets back out of the closet. It is a time for happy occasions like graduations and weddings but yet we still shed tears at these occasions.  I start to clean out the drawers and cabinets in the kitchen, the closets in the bedrooms and go through stacks of magazines. Out with the old and in with the new. 

I also look at this time of year to try new things. I will plant different seeds of herbs and vegetables for my garden. Why not try to grow my own corn? It might all go to the birds but why not try? I also find that this is a time of renewing my energy for learning new things. I ordered some books on the history of Israel so I can educate myself. I need to go beyond what I read in the newspapers or see on social media. I want to go back to the beginning and travel through history. Like in the song, “A Time for Peace, I Swear it’s not Too Late.”

Why not try Chai Mitzvah? If you ever were in a book group, it’s just like that! See what we have to offer. It’s not too late!

SEE OUR PROGRAMS

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it’s not too late