from Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
For everything there is a season,
and
a time for every matter under heaven:
a time to be born,
and a
time to die;
a time to move around,
and a time
to shelter in place;
a time to experience dis-ease,
and a
time to heal;
a time to break down in despair,
and a
time to build up immunities;
a time to screen,
and a
time to share a laugh with the screener;
a time to mourn the economic toll of
this pandemic,
and
a time to offer support to neighbors and strangers in need;
a time to throw away personal
protection equipment,
and a
time to gather personal protection equipment together;
a time to embrace,
and a
time to refrain from embracing;
a time to listen the news,
and a
time to talk to family;
a time to keep calm,
and a
time to throw away fears;
a time to tear up grudges,
and a
time to sew masks;
a time to study,
and a
time to play;
a time to love spreading love,
and a
time to hate spreading the virus;
a time for washing hands,
and
a time for washing hands again.
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