Seasons.
🌿𝘼 𝙎𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜
Ecclesiastes 3:1–11
There’s something so comforting about these verses—like a gentle breeze whispering,
"Seasons are good.”
Even the hard ones.
Especially the hard ones.
Because when I’m walking through a season
that feels heavy or slow, God gently reminds
me, “𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠.”
That takes me right back to a word I used
to loathe: 𝙏𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩.
But oh, how I’ve come to treasure it now.
It’s another beautiful morning here on the mountain. The heatwave has finally broken 🙌🏻
The sun is shining, the breeze is tender, and
it’s a comfortable 78 degrees—our summer high today will be a sweet and familiar 88. I think it might be a swim day again 🏊
As I reflect on the seasons of my life—
childhood to motherhood, newlywed to Mima—
I can honestly say Al and I have been through all the seasons
Ecclesiastes speaks of:
the good, the bad, the ugly.
And through it all?
He came through.
He showed up.
His love sparkled brighter than the sun☀️
There were times when we couldn’t see Him
—when the pain was too loud or the dust hadn’t settled.
But later?
When our hearts calmed and our minds found
rest, we looked back and saw it clearly:
He had been there all along.
Sitting beside us.
Walking ahead of us.
Holding our hands.
Embracing us in the life-shattering moments.
And yes… there’s a song 🎶
“𝖳𝗎𝗋𝗇! 𝖳𝗎𝗋𝗇! 𝖳𝗎𝗋𝗇! by The Byrds, 1965.
(Wasn’t that just yesterday? I was only six,
but somehow that song stayed in the air like
a time capsule.)⏳
𝘈 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯, 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦
𝘈 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘱
𝘈 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭, 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭
𝘈 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘱
…𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯.
Whether we like it or not, life takes us
through #allthethings .
But if we let them, those seasons will grow us.
Shape us.
Change us for the better.
The choice is always ours.
God never forces transformation—He invites it.
He is a tender Gentleman.
Will we grow?
Will we rise up… on eagles’ wings🪽
It may take time, and that’s okay.
We have to walk it.
But on the other side?
There’s beauty.
So much beauty.
A promised land flowing with milk and
honey🥛🍯
⸻
Today’s Pondering Question:
𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙂𝙤𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙚 (𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘴) 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨
𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣?
Not just once we’re past it, but even now…
right in the middle of it?
I’m listening, Lord.
Speak to my heart.
💭✍🏻
—𝒞𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓎*
Throughout life, we encounter various seasons that shape our experiences and perspectives. Each season offers lessons that can nurture our personal growth and understanding. Ecclesiastes reminds us of the cyclical nature of life, asserting that there is a time for everything—be it joy during beauty or sorrow in trials. The verse encourages us to embrace each phase of our lives, reminding us that even painful moments are temporary and serve a greater purpose in our transformation. When we reflect on personal experiences, it becomes clear that growth often stems from our struggles. Trusting in the process and learning to find solace in the discomfort can turn our hardships into fertile ground for nurturing resilience. This aligns with the notion of allowing ourselves to be shaped by our circumstances, leading us toward deeper realizations and connections with ourselves and others. The beauty of acknowledging our different seasons lies in the understanding that we are never alone in our journeys. Faith can manifest in many forms, empowering us to move forward despite uncertainties. Embracing each season as a vital part of our life's narrative helps us cultivate gratitude and appreciation for the present moment, as well as the promise of renewal that every ending brings. In essence, life asks us to engage with its complexities, teaching us valuable lessons along the way. As we reflect on our journeys, let us seek the message within each season, allowing it to guide us toward growth and transformation, much like the consistent rhythms of nature that mirror our own lives.
My Heart’s Response: I believe God is inviting me to stop resisting this season and instead receive it. Not because it’s easy—but because He’s in it. I sense Him saying: “𝘋𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵.” He’s reminding me that even when things feel quiet, uncertain, or slower than I’d hoped… this isn’t wasted time. It’s forming me. Stretching my trust. Training my eyes to see Him more than outcomes. He wants me to notice the little things: —How the light falls through the trees in the morning. —The warmth in Al’s smile over coffee. —The way healing happens slowly, but surely. —The beauty of small obedience and unseen faithfulness. In this season, I think God wants me to see Him— Not just in the breakthrough, but in the becoming. And maybe… Just maybe, He wants me to stop asking “when” and start asking “what.” As in: What are You forming in me right now, Lord? What do You want to deepen in my spirit? What grace are You pouring out that I might miss if I only look ahead? Yes, there will be a new season. Yes, the breakthrough will come. But this season matters too. Because this is where roots deepen. This is where trust grows. This is where I learn that He is enough—even when I don’t have all the answers. And that is no small thing.