I hold my breath as I feel the summer slipping away. The subtle colors of autumn push their way through the cool breeze.
Change, it’s never what I welcome but it’s always what I need.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 (NKJV) 1-3 is here
“To everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven: A time to be born and a time to die; A time to plant, and a time to pluck what is planted; A time to kill and a time to heal; A time to break down and a time to build up; A time to weep and a time to laugh; A time to mourn and a time to dance;
One year and eight months ago we landed in Denver. The snowed covered the ground and continued to fall for a few days. We had left the warm sunshine and tropical breeze for so many reasons and here we are again getting ready to make one more move.
I don’t like change, I can feel my shoulders tighten, my breath is shallow and my mind races.
But change is good especially when God is doing the changing.
There were times on this journey when I felt like God had up-rooted us.
It was as if he took us out of the ground, planted us in a pot and for the next 20 months, grew us a little more. God has warmed the soil of my heart, nurtured my soul and is making room in the ground to replant our lives as he encourages us to bear much fruit for his glory.
I have learned so many things during these seasons.
I understand change is necessary for me to learn and grow. God calls me daily to press into all that he has for me and in that he teaches me to be more like him.
I found that in the change there were gifts to embrace.
Gifts for every season I’d have to walk through.
The bitter cold winter forced me to look beyond what was in front of me, to the significance of my life. It was a time to retreat to hear God speak to my heart. It was time to be creative and to rest. I needed to rest.
Woven through the chilly air, spring was peeking through. There were days I felt like I was walking through a dark tunnel, but like every tunnel there was a light at the end. New life was presenting itself and I was given hope.
Hope of a fresh start.
The summer took long to arrive and everyday I looked for the opportunity to bask in the warmth of the sunshine. It was the season I learned to let go and let God have his way with me. Letting go of past hurts is difficult. Over time we learned to use our pain as a shield to protect ourselves from others and even from God.
Letting go takes practice. The word of God gives you truth and purpose, letting go is the beginning of God bringing you healing.
Autumn, the bountiful harvest. A basket full of lessons learned, a time to reap the truth of what God had taught me and to share that truth with others.
What season are you in?
No matter how tough things get, look for the gifts God wants to impart to you in this season of your life.
“The faithful love of the Lord never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning. I say to myself, The Lord is my inheritance; therefore I will hope in him!”
He will be faithful to you my friend.
Praying for you.