Seasons are funny things.
Some people love summer, thriving in the sunlight and warmth. Other people hate it, sweating away under shelters to escape. Some people love winter with its snow and the prospect of wintery celebrations and food. Other people can’t stand the cold and the darkness.
I think our lives are a bit like this. Each person’s seasons are different, some people thrive in times of life where others falter. Such is the ebb and flow of our lifelong rhythm.
It can be very hard to watch others in their season when you are experiencing such a different one but God is in all of the seasons and we are never truly going through them alone.
God we have so many seasons in our lives and some of them feel so hard to bear.
Help us to zoom out and see the big picture of who we are and where we are going.
Be with us as we trudge forward through our own season of trials towards one of contentment.
God look after us
and play us the rhythm when we forget how it sounds.
1 For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
2 a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
3 a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 a time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to throw away;
7 a time to tear, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace.