I have a couple of old tunes stuck in my head this weekend. First is the Chicago song that asks, "Does anybody really know what time it is?" This happens every year when we change from eastern standard to daylight saving time, but this year the old tune seems to take on new meaning in light of all that is occurring outside our windows. The other is the Pete Seeger/Byrds song taken from the book of Ecclesiastes, "Turn, Turn, Turn". The seasons are in full bore change as I write this post, but Spring is not the season, or the time, that I see coming as I watch the the tragedy and unrest unfolding from every speaker and screen in sight. No. The time, the season that I see unfolding is gathering time. Time to hold close to those and that which we hold dear. It is time to gather together.