A time to sit down for a moment to think how shall I type tonight! Another night and night put me aside until today!
There has been a sad time in the Deaf community as they lost one Deaf chap who he passed away peacefully this Monday 16th November 2020.. He was a widow for 32 years and had a daughter with her husband and two grandchildren. The daughter wished to have a family time of their own – a father, father in law and grandfather but it was not working due to her Deaf uncle sent out the messages which were not clear information the last few days. Never mind!
Spending time doing gardening helped me to wind down and forget the moment of the works yesterday. What did I plant in the vegetable garden? Sweet corns, capsicum seedling, peas and relocation the pumpkin from the greenhouse to outside. Gardening helps many people who have gone through grieving times, a break from stressful work or having mental issues such as depression, feeling anger building up inside and unable to let your anger go. I called this a ‘Garden Therapy’, which I found it very useful to get me through a stressful time when I have chronic pain syndrome from the right side of my body. The symptom I have is a Cervical Degenerative disc disease and Cervical radiculopathy, and I am learning to live with this symptom since I was diagnosed two years ago.
I knew an excellent verse from the Bible (Ecclesiastes 3. 1-13 in the Old Testament),and a viral song by the Byrds. Here are the video song clip and the lyrics.
Happy reading and hearing the song… GO FOR IT! https://youtu.be/w4qINY8KYpM
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
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