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Seasons...

Solomon said it best In Ecclesiastes 3... 1 There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: 2 a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, 3 a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, 4 a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, 5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain, 6 a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, 7 a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, 8 a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.

I wish I could always choose my seasons. I love when the summer gives way to the fall, there is a crispness to the air, the leaves change, and the light has a magical quality...

In the rest of my life I am not always so excited about seasons. There are seasons of rest but there are also seasons of struggle, anguish, fear, and failure. When I am in the Spring of my efforts and all is energy and new growth it is an exciting time. During the summer when I am figuratively making hay I feel a peace. But in the Fall and Winter I stumble and struggle.

In nature I celebrate how the passing of Winter makes the Spring so much sweeter. I need to learn to embrace the Winters of my career, relationships, and life with that same joyful anticipation. To embrace the season and realize it is appointed by God for my benefit and His glory. To value the intimacy of slowing down, drawing close to others, a quiet night by the fire. To let things be simple for a while.

After all, Spring is coming!

This is real religion...

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