“Jake, if you’re alive, wiggle your toes.” The foot that emerged from my burrito wrapped teenager extended from the thick blue comforter to reveal five wiggly piggies. “Awesome!” I thought. He’s alive. . .it’s gonna be a great day!
Yes, some days, this is my standard as a mother. There once was a time when I would pat myself on the back for simply feeding my children three meals a day.
That moment in my life was busy, stressful and rather than trying to accomplish it all and go insane, I decided to embrace the season and ride it out.
Seasons…we often forget the importance of the changing from one into the other. How our stages and struggles in life mold us into the beings we were created to be.
But How do we get through the hard season carrying joy inside our hearts instead of enduring
without hope? How do we relax and enjoy the good seasons without the worry of the impending hard- looming around the
1. We know that each Season comes from God.
And he changeth the times and the seasons: he removeth
kings, and setteth up kings: he giveth wisdom unto the wise, and knowledge to
them that know understanding: Daniel 2:21
When we understand this detail and embrace that God is sovereign; and the complete authority on each season of life. We can turn to Him; and rather than simply endure, we know there is a purpose to our seasons of suffering.
God blesses us with both the good and the hard. We all feel the blessing of the good season, but the hard?
Some seasons are short-lived while others seem to be life lasting. Illness, disability, death. These seasons don’t always end with healing on this earth. But understand. . .it is a season. We live for life eternal. Our time on this earth is a mere season. The healing often comes when one enters the kingdom of Heaven. Some suffering is over as one passes into life eternal with Christ. For the bereaved family, your season of mourning is new. And although you may never end your mourning, you can rest assured that your suffering through sorrow and tears can turn into hope and abundant joy as you grab on to God and let him lead you through to the next season. . .the next chapter in your life.
2. We have hope as we know Seasons are always changing. They come and go. Yes. . .they GO!
too shall pass”
While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat,
and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.
When in the middle of a trial, stress, or plain exhaustion, it’s hard to listen to the advice that says, “it will get better.” We
don’t know God’s timing and therefore riding out bad seasons seems endless. We tend to even cringe during the good
seasons just waiting for another bad one to come by.
For instance. . .the Texas Summer. I hate it! Anything over 80 degrees is hot to me. So, you can imagine how miserable I am at 116. The past three years have been almost unbearable here on the Ranch. We’ve endured serious drought and temperatures higher than normal during the hottest part of the summer. And each year, it seems to last longer and longer. Around mid August, as we’re watering cows, watching crops burn and trying to work around the heat of the day. . .it’s hard to imagine it will be over soon. It seems endless, tiring and for the most part. . .discouraging. Many cries go out to God during the summer
Just when I think I cannot endure one more sizzling day. . .we get the first signs of relief. The evening temperatures begin to drop. The scalding sunlight is shortened, and then before we know it. . .we’re turning off the air conditioning and searching for sweaters. Indeed, the changes happen, but it’s not always abrupt. The Lord leads us from one season to another. During those days of testing in a Texas summer, I cling to God. My prayers are urgent, heart felt, honest and pleading. I see my dependence on God and His mercy and Grace.
3. We know that each Season has a purpose. Both the good and the bad seasons of life.
We also have GREAT seasons of joy. Seasons are not always suffering, but adjusting.
I remember my first year homeschooling the kids. I was six months pregnant and was teaching fifth grade, first grade, and kindergarten. I had Hyperemesis which is severe morning sickness that lasts the entire pregnancy and it’s effects can be quite serious. This was a “season” in my life that wasn’t entirely suffering, but for me, letting go of my daily control over a life that
was so obviously out of my control.
This season in my life led to discouragement. I hardly kept a properly cleaned house. I lived in a fog because our nursing baby
would never sleep. I found that I didn’t even have time for devotions. My prayer life seemed more like an SOS. I was so
very tired and felt like a failure in every aspect of my life.
And then the words I so longed to hear. “This too shall pass.” A matured mother of a friend just hugged me
and smiled as she quoted that simple phrase. If I could just see that moment of my motherhood as a season. A time when I didn’t need to get all the laundry done. . .a time when I could count on paper plates and accept the messy as momentary. I was merely in a
season. A very busy season with littles. . .littles that can wear you down. No help nearby, it was a time to cling to God.
Cry out to Him for even what seemed to be the simplest of requests. “Lord, please let me find clean underwear
“To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven;
The joyous season can just as easily be dreaded by those always looking over their shoulder for the bad to come. Embrace this God given rest in your life. Thank God for the ease of a season to enjoy Him and his goodness and Grace…always knowing that walking with God also means suffering with Him. The hard will come. And you will be just fine because it is God planned and He will guide you.
Right now, I am in a season of waiting on our Adoption. Instead of concentrating on the actual wait and forcing myself into discouragement. . .I’m chosing to focus on God during this season. Learn all I can as I know this is God breathed. When you turn your focus on God, it’s amazing how far you fly from discouragement and are drawn into God’s great season of life.
The season of busy, the season of tired, the season of financially poor, struggling relationships, new beginnings, empty nests, new
adventures, chapter endings. God designs and cares for each of these seasons. Our job is to find Him in each one and cling to the Joy that comes from learning more about him and growing closer with each twist and turn.
And let us not be weary in
well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.