Times they are a-changin'

Come gather 'round people, wherever you roam
And admit that the waters around you have grown
And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth saving

Then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'

Wonder if anyone ever feels like this? I seem to be waiting for something to happen. It is sort of an apprehension of something bad, but yet something good. It is so weird. Good things are happening all around me, in my family, my town, my life, and I am in good health, so what is wrong? I am not as interested in the things I usually do, like watching TV (most everything is boring, except maybe old movies), and Parenthood and Survivor and Amazing Race. Other than those three, yuck!!! I still like reading, and I have three books I am reading. Two are about women who write about the hol0caust, their diaries and one I read in one day, called "Heaven is for Real" about a little boy's story about going to heaven and back. It is so real and makes me want to go to heaven.


So I wonder what is going on? What does God have in store for me, for us? I am thinking something. I often think how I wish things were like they were before, like when my kids were little, and my life was so simple and I loved being a wife and mother. You should enjoy your life and don't think about tomorrow. I didn't. If I had known what was ahead of me I would have been very unhappy. So now I won't think about that. I want to enjoy each day. Do what I want to do, don't worry about everyone else, just love them and let God handle their situations. Trust God to know what is best. And have hope for tomorrow. And keep praying this darkness lifts from me.
But I sense things are changing. That is what I keep hearing this morning in my head. "Times they are a changing". Like this Bob Dylan song. I looked up the lyrics and it really hits the nail on the head as far as my America goes. I think that is what God is warning me about. America is changing, and many of the changes are not good. So we need to be prepared. Stay close to God, and lean on Him....and I know Heaven is for real.

Come writers and critics who prophesies with your pen
And keep your eyes wide, the chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon, for the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'

For the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'

Come senators, congressmen, please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled
The battle outside ragin'

Will soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'

Come mothers and fathers throughout the land
And don't criticize what you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly aging

Please get out of the new one if you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'

The line, it is drawn, the curse, it is cast
The slow one now will later be fast
As the present now will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin'

And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'