For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
Ecclesiastes 3:1

We all have heard this verse, and if not, have heard the song "Turn, Turn, Turn" by The Byrds. For everything there is a season and a purpose. The past thirty days have seen many days filled... with awe.

When I last posted, I was filled with joy in the posting and response of the campaign feature of my story of faith living with Parkinson's. For nearly a month, it was the featured story. The response from others about this posting was phenomenal. But God doesn't expect us to sit in accolades and do nothing. He expects us to live life fully. That is what I have done.

Since the posting, I have realized many changes, but let us visit the portion of Ecclesiastes that follows verse 1:

2 a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
3 a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7 a time to tear, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace.

This portion of the verse we have read or heard it multiple times in song. In the last thirty days, I can honestly say that I have experienced many of these moments. Mother's Day weekend saw us planting our garden plot. We each experienced opportunities to speak to others in new roles building up those that we serve. But three moments stand out in these last thirty days too. 

A time to embrace...when Jean and I walked with friends, new and old, to bring awareness at this year's Moving Day for Parkinson's event. We met a new friend, Mike, who turns his time of obsession into spreading Christmas joy and Parkinson's awareness with his Christmas light display. You can see it at

A time to dance...I promised this in my video from MyAngelMyHero that we had a wedding coming up soon and that I would dance. I did. Jean and I choreographed a musical number, but we danced more than just one song. It was a gift that I could give Jean letting her know that I am still fighting this disease.

A time to heal... actually, a time known when healing would begin. At the end of April I received confirmation that I would need my left knee joint replaced soon. We hope to have this done in June.

With all these, the greatest moment is one not shown in this list. A time to be.

No greater joy do I know than to be my wife's husband, to be one that she confides in, to provide a shoulder for her to unload her troubles, and wrap my arms around her in a loving embrace to comfort her. Each moment spent with her is the happiest of my day and each moment spent away from her is my saddest. It doesn't matter if we are shopping, exercising, dining or watching a show together, this time is precious.

Time seems to move quickly by. So I ask, "Does time really fly?"