Not Time Yet

After this Jesus went about in Galilee. He would not go about in Judea, because the Jews were seeking to kill him. Now the Jews' Feast of Booths was at hand. So his brothers said to him, “Leave here and go to Judea, that your disciples also may see the works you are doing. For no one works in secret if he seeks to be known openly. If you do these things, show yourself to the world.” For not even his brothers believed in him. Jesus said to them, “My time has not yet come, but your time is always here. The world cannot hate you, but it hates me because I testify about it that its works are evil. You go up to the feast. I am not going up to this feast, for my time has not yet fully come.” After saying this, he remained in Galilee.
But after his brothers had gone up to the feast, then he also went up, not publicly but in private. The Jews were looking for him at the feast, and saying, “Where is he?” And there was much muttering about him among the people. While some said, “He is a good man,” others said, “No, he is leading the people astray.” Yet for fear of the Jews no one spoke openly of him. John 7:1-13

Not Time Yet

The stores are full of seeds
mulch and potting soil
pictures of exquisite gardens
but it's not time yet.

Teased by visions of beaches
warm water and laughing gull
skin soaking up the sunshine
but it's not time yet.

A little more light every morning
a bit more bird song and migrating
there is chatter on every breeze
but it's not time yet.

Dreaming a solid home for understanding
a place to rest and welcome guests
a nurturing next for grand babies
but it's not time yet.

Waiting and wanting we ache
wishing and hoping we scheme
hanging on every fortune cookie
but it's not time yet.

We are held in tender hands
surrounded by love and hope
the plans are already finished
but it's not time yet.

The Creator's breath within us
the Savior's heart beat here too
a resurrection is coming
but it's not time yet.