There is nothing that captivates my soul like the smell of fresh tilled ground and the feeling of earth under my foot and especially between my toes (Thanks Lucas Owako for a past description). There is nothing like a good change of weather, either from the hot to the cold , the cold to the hot, the dry to the humid and from the dark wintry days to the full bloom of colors of spring. There is nothing like a change of diet especially after eating one type due to economic reasons. Everything changes, tastes newer, longs and must go through change.
Seasons and times are ordained by a loving Father, so that at each change just as the earth, after sun-scorching times, she (the earth) can open up her mouth wide and receive the rain from heaven with thanksgiving. The universe connects with the rhythms of life that the maker has ordained and without complaining, yields to the new season. We too as humans must accept the new season, the season may be tough and heart wrenching like a loss of a dear one, or may be sweet like moving from one country to another (by choice of course), a season of plenty and a season of scarcity.
All in all we must accept a new season and slowly but surely bring our selves to the new realities it portends for us.
Imagine with me that there was no way of predicting a change of seasons…it reminds me of these science fiction movies showing planets that are destroyed and robots, super funny humans or clones are roaming, where the whole movie is shot in darkness, misty scenes and flashing fires all over. Boring! Stress! Yeah only robots can exist!
But God created seasons to renew His beloved people, peradventure in our ups or downs, we may experience and acknowledge God the more, learn to trust and glorify Him.
Embrace your season; it may be the colic baby, she will grow; it may be school work, it will end; it may be a job you are doing to keep yourself sustained, change is coming, it may be sickness, God heals; it may be depression and stressed thoughts, God will lighten you; it may be….
God who is in-charge of each season will pluck a flower for you in every season to remind you that He cares for you at every turn.
Dear Father, When you created me you knew every season I will walk through at the exact time to the minutest micro-second. I am never ever going to find myself in a season and then hear you say that you need to consult about what you should do about me. “Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be”- Psalm 139:16