I love the changing of seasons - especially this time of year. But the title of this blog isn't referring to nature, but to the seasons we go through in life.
To borrow a phrase from a friend of mine in Virginia, I am going through a "tough season". I'm not the only one...many I know are going through a tough season in life.
Lately, I've had a hard time getting going in the mornings. This is unusual, because unlike my teenage/college years, I've grown into a morning person. I love being up before anyone else and having time to myself, and time alone with God. I also am a person who struggles with insomnia, and so I think my body is just rebelling when the alarm clock goes off. Some mornings I haven't been asleep that long.
But I made a point to wake up this morning in time to see the sunrise. I'm still waiting for that moment...in about 10 minutes it should be lovely.
As I woke up and began catching up on emails, facebook and blogs, I read my friend's post from Virginia and came across her words of "tough season". She was referring to dear friends of hers from church. She has used this phrasing often in her writings. Another friend of mine asked for prayer for her son, who needs to accomplish a difficult task. Another friend of mine is going through a tough season this week and I feel totally helpless. She isn't sure how long her season will last. A family here in town has one daughter with a terminal illness that they are taking care of, and lost their other young adult son in a car wreck this weekend. My family is in a tough season.
We go through different seasons in life....seasons of abundance, seasons of difficulty, seasons of doubt, seasons of change, seasons of pain. I will say that in my own life, most of God's work in me happens during the "tough seasons". Some seasons last longer than others, and we grow weary. I know I am. I know all of the people I mentioned above grow weary.
But just as the sun rises each morning, so does my hope and faith in the Lord. Each day is new, full of opportunities and blessings. Our seasons will usually last through many sunrises, but on this morning, I am glad that I managed to stumble out of bed, catch up with my friends, spend time in prayer and watch the beginning of a new day...a day that still finds me in a tough season, but a new day nonetheless. A day in which I am privileged to pray for my friends, and also to be lifted in prayer by these same friends. A day in which God is walking with me, as always.
1 comment:
Amen my friend... amen.
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