I do NOT like winter. I think I’ve already written about that like 5 times in the past year….

I hate being cold, I hate being stuck inside, I hate the dreariness of naked trees and brown earth and gray skies. I end up curling up in the corner of the house, hugging mugs of hot beverages and moaning about how cold it is. I don’t go out, I don’t enjoy doing things outside and I spend the majority of the season getting ready for Christmas, and then when Christmas is over, I just spend my time looking forward to summer.

But the other day, the thought occurred to me that maybe if I learned to accept(… and gasp, even enjoy!) all of the physical seasons, maybe I wouldn’t be so uptight about the seasons in my own life either.

I have found that I am most disjointed in my spirit when I am trying to escape my current season. When I am sweater-clad wishing for shorts and warmth. When I am knee deep in diapers and bottles and dreaming of the toddler years. And vice versa, struggling with twos and yearning for sweet snuggly infants. Living reluctantly in an apartment and daydreaming about a house. When I can’t wait to have plenty, or to have a celebration, or to have a vacation, and invest my thoughts into those things instead of enjoying my present — it is in that that I am ignoring my blessings and essentially telling God, “no thanks, I don’t want this. There’s nothing for me here – I’ll wait for you to do better”.

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose
under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to

pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a

time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboureth?
 I have seen the travail, which God hath given to the sons of

men to be exercised in it.
 He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh

from the beginning to the end.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-11

You don’t harvest in springtime, and you don’t plant in winter – There is something you are meant to do in every unique season, and if you neglect to do it in that season, the next season will not be as fruitful as it was meant to be. So, if you’re so focused on what you’re going to get to do in the next season that you don’t put your work in now, you may be disappointed at what the next one does, or does not, bring.

I definitely get it: some seasons aren’t fun. But there are seasons of work or dormancy or pruning that are necessary so that we’re set up for the coming season of vibrant, thriving, abundant growth and life.

Embrace them all. Ask God what it is you’re supposed to be learning in this particular season, and get after it 100%! The Bible says that He works ALL things out for good for those that love Him – and that includes the never ending seasons of drudgery, feeling lost, or being overworked in an environment you don’t love. There is something good there if you can train your heart to see it! Remember that seasons don’t last forever, but that God certainly has no problem leaving you there until you’ve finished your work, learned your lesson and you’re ready for the next one – just ask the Israelites about their 40 year wander through the wilderness!

God is in every season. He has something beautiful in every season, even if its just you learning to acknowledge that He is there and that He is sovereign. So, sit back, cuddle your hot chocolate and embrace it. See the good, pray it through, do your work and then you’ll be ready for the next season, and it will be even better than you could have imagined!

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