“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1
It seems that we as women tend to think of our lives by the season we’re in. What season are you in? Right this second, I’m in the season of parenting through middle school. I can almost feel the empathy from those of you in it or through it. It’s a season of grossness (is that a word?) and awkwardness. It’s also a season of discussion and truth. Middle schoolers are learning they are not the only thing in the universe (although they’d like it to function as if they were.) They’re in a season of ownership, learning how to become independent but leaning backwards into childhood when life becomes overwhelming. They’re navigating things that we never had to at their age, which makes us awkward and unsure of ourselves as parents. As if we needed more reason to doubt.
See what I just did there? I threw my season of life back to my kids in an effort to identify myself.
Instead of a season of what you’re doing, try to identify the season you’re in by what you see God doing in you. It’s a little harder, huh? If you are a believer, God is using you. He has a plan for you and He is for you. (1 Thessalonians 2:13) By shifting our perspective back to what God is doing, our eyes lift above the clouds of circumstance. Our hearts leave the trudging through molasses routines and search for the One who formed us.
For a few examples, try thinking about these seasons and then reading a little scripture that speaks to them:
A season of yes. (This could either be you saying yes or God saying yes-both are super fun!) Matthew 7:8-11
A season of waiting. Psalm 27:13-14
A season of wanting. Psalm 34:9-10
A season of faith. Isaiah 26:3-4
A season of fire. (This could be a season of trial. Remember-God brings beauty out of the ashes.) 1 Corinthians 3:12-15
A season of rest. Matthew 11:28-30
A season of calling. 1 Corinthians 1:26-31
A season of transition. Philippians 4:6-9
Dear Lord, As we travel through seasons of faith and faithless, through joy and grief, be close to us. Give us ears to hear your counsel, eyes to see your Spirit move, and hearts that long to draw closer to you. Protect us when we wander too far and push us when we need to wander farther. We trust you with our lives. We trust you with our hearts. Lord, you are good and your mercy endures forever. Amen.