
Ecclesiastes 3 reminds us that “there is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens.” But let’s be honest—how many of us feel like we’re sitting in a spiritual waiting room, hoping God will call our name? Waiting for results. Waiting for healing. Waiting for peace. Waiting for something, anything, to finally change. Sometimes that waiting room feels endless. We sit there with our frustration, pain, and repetitive battles, wondering, “Lord, how long is this season going to last?” Then we come across Ecclesiastes 3:3, “a time to tear down…” Oh yes. That moment when you want to tear someone down with your words. For me? I have a specific laugh, the “I’ve had enough” laugh. The one that says, She-Hulk is about to come out. It’s that season where you feel like you’re at war—whether it’s family conflict, spiritual warfare, or a battle inside your own heart. Ecclesiastes 3:4 talks about “a time to weep and a time to mourn. ”Some seasons hit that deep. The tears and grief are real. And the mourning isn’t always about physical death—it can be the death of expectations, old identities, or dreams you never thought would break. Then there’s Ecclesiastes 3:5, “a time to embrace and a time to refrain.” This one hit me personally, and there comes a moment when you realize: I’ve allowed certain patterns for years. And now? It’s time to let go of old ways and rebuild new ones. Ecclesiastes is full of these contrasts, and honestly, it feels like a book about waiting, but also about becoming. And I wish our seasons changed as quickly as fall, winter, spring, and summer. But they don’t. Some seasons take time. And waiting can make us weary. Yet if you keep reading, Ecclesiastes promises that there will come a time to laugh, a time for peace, and yes—a time to dance. (That part makes me happy, because I love to dance!) And did you know dancing is actually used in therapy? Dance/Movement Therapy is a recognized psychotherapeutic practice that strengthens the mind-body connection, enhances self-expression, builds confidence, and improves emotional regulation. I may need to look more into this! Honestly, sometimes all it takes is music, and suddenly I’m having a full concert in my car like I’m Janet Jackson herself. And I can’t help but wonder, maybe we should start dancing with the people we love when we’re going through something. Movement breaks heaviness. Yesterday, the Lord reminded me of Joel 2:23-25: “He will give you the autumn rains because He is faithful. The threshing floors will be filled… The vats will overflow. I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten. “This is God whispering: “I see your season. I know the years that were stolen. And I’m going to restore you.” Threshing floors symbolize purification and transformation. Overflowing vats represent abundance, joy, and blessing after famine. And God’s promise to restore the years of devastation? That means He never wastes our waiting. Yesterday, I heard a man testify that he didn’t meet the “new version of himself” until he walked through the valley of leukemia. He is healed today. He said he kept searching for the new version before suffering—but the transformation didn’t come until he walked through it and made it to the other side. And that hit me. Because sometimes I stop running the race. I get weary. I get frustrated. And yes, sometimes even angry with God, wondering: “Why am I still facing this?” But then James 1:2 -4 reminds us: “Count it all joy when you face trials, because the testing of your faith produces patience, and patience produces maturity so that you lack nothing. ”Nothing wasted. Nothing lost. Nothing overlooked. Eventually, when you’re in the waiting room, it is not the end. These Scriptures remind us that when the season is long, when the tears are real, and when the transition feels endless, God is working behind the scenes. There will be a season of laughter again. There will be peace again. There will be dancing again. And there will be restoration. God is faithful in every season, especially the ones that feel lonely and silent.