Seasons

Seasons

There was a season when I was a young girl, the daughter to a minister and a teacher. I attended church every time the doors were open. I was carefree and hopeful.

There was a season when I was an independent college student paying my way through college with an athletic scholarship. I was determined.

There was a season when I was a single broken hearted college graduate that often times felt dizzy and lost only clinging to what I believed. I was searching.

There was a season when I was no longer alone because my best friend was now my soul mate. I was complete.

There was a season that I was a tired overwhelmed young mother who never felt like I was really doing anything right. I was downtrodden.

There was a season when I was called out of my comfort zone to a hot, dry, rainy, cold distant land. I was lonely yet fulfilled.

There was a season when I was a nurse, teacher, chef, disciple maker. I was needed.

There was a season that I truly felt as if I had no worth, no identity, a job hunter seeking to ground my roots all the while nurturing young hearts. I was worthless.

There was a season that I was on top of the world educating the future, coaching a sport that I loved. I was encouraged.

There was a season that I felt like I had been left alone on an abandoned road with no hope of being rescued. I was selfish.

There was a season that I felt overcome with all that I needed and decided to give more. I was selfless.

There was a time that I tasted a bit of the darkness and started to be comfortable with my little dips away from the light. I was distracted.

There was a season that I felt dirty from the darkness, angry, frustrated, and completely hypocritical. I was sinful.

There was a season that I was tired of being beat down, under appreciated, and abused. I was hurt.

There was a season that I was fed up, ready for change, determined, disciplined.....I was honest.

There was a season that I remembered pouring into others means being filled yourself. I was humbled.

Seasons of life are an ebb and flow of good/bad, hurt/restoration, joy/pain, dark/light, and so much more. We all go through seasons of life and wonder when that season will end. Often times it is us that needs to change in order for the season to change.

Seeing the need for water in order for the blooms to mature. Seeing the need for a dry spell in order for the flooding to cease. Seeing the need for an increase in the temperature to slow time down and increase growth.

I have been in and through these seasons more than one time in life. Discipline, focus, and faith in Jesus Christ are the only things that have changed my seasons. Recently, my Winter turned to Spring...I can honestly say that it took a great deal of confession, repentance, and patience to get me out of that season. Don't blame the season...learn the lesson that needs to come from the season and use it as you move to the next one. Life is full of seasons, many lessons to learn and many people to meet along the way. Embrace the journey and the seasons.