Seasons. Sometimes I just have to think about that. Between seasons is transition. Sometimes one season blends into another. Other times, a season ends abruptly and the next one begins without warning. Not all transition is easy…waiting on the next season to kick in is, in short, sometimes a blessing in disguise. Understanding the blessing may take more time.
Life takes us through seasons. Physical, emotional, spiritual seasons, some say, grow us. I’m not so sure I like growing. But inevitably, the process happens. Not to get too personal, let it suffice to say that our family has experienced a long season, not sure if it’s the grueling hot drought of summer or the cruel frigidness of winter. Either way, deep down we know, because of the grounding of the infallible Word of God, “all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose.” This scripture found in Romans is perhaps the one most quoted by my Mamaw Oglethorpe. Well, Mamaw, thanks for instilling this verse in us. The good is on the way.
If your life seems upside down, if your long-time friends have left you alone, if your soul cries for more, just know that God makes the crooked path straight, He will be a friend that sticks closer than a brother, and He is the water for the thirsty. You will meet new friends. Your cup will run over. The good is on the way.