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Some seasons of life feel like a blessing. Others feel like a burden. But Scripture reminds us that “to everything there is a season” (Ecclesiastes 3:1)—and that means even the painful, awkward, and wearying times are not without purpose. God is working through every transition, whether we feel it or not.
It’s tempting to rush through difficult seasons or cling too tightly to easy ones. But just as a farmer doesn’t expect constant harvest without times of planting and pruning, our spiritual lives are shaped by cycles of growth, loss, waiting, and renewal. Sometimes what feels like death is making space for new life. Sometimes letting go is exactly what allows us to receive.
So what season are you in right now? Are you learning to trust in a time of uncertainty? Grieving what once was? Preparing for something new? Whatever the moment holds, you don’t have to go through it alone.
“Even in the worst seasons, there will always be room for better ones in the future.”
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How can we better embrace the seasons God allows? Have you ever seen His faithfulness more clearly in hindsight than you did in the moment?
Yes, but perhaps letting go allows us to receive something of more value and importance, and not that which we had hoped to receive. Yeah, I know, that’s cliché. But like a lot of cliché saying they actually mean something when they apply.
For me at this time in life it’s not so much learning to trust, but time to do the trusting God has spent a lifetime teaching me to do. Like a weightlifter who trains to move heavier and heavier weights, and the day comes when he’s called on to lift a heavy weight his training has equipped him to do. That’s where I’m at. But of course there’s additional training effect in that, too.
I’ve come to the proverbial ‘between a rock and a hard place’ in life. Discomforting because you’re helpless and don’t know what to do. But comforting for that very same reason. And so you cast it all on God and tell him to make the call. And somehow you know God led you to this very place so you’d have to do that. There’s actually a great deal of peace in that.
Without a doubt, but maybe, more accurately, grieving what never was. As you get older you face the harsh reality that there is no time left in the decay of this life to receive what you were hoping to receive.
Yes, preparing for something new. And it’s reminding me of how the Israelites observed the Passover with cloak tucked in belt in anticipation of where they were going next. That’s me - preparing to be ready in all ways to go wherever God has in mind to take me next, instead of where I wanted to go.
So, here I am. Mourning, but hopeful for what is to come, even though it’s probably not what I had hoped for, but hopeful because of Who is in what is to come.
