Autumn officially began Monday evening at 10:34 p.m. It has already gotten a little cooler in the deep South and falling leaves are just around the corner. Summer may be over but that’s the beauty of seasons – they change. That’s actually a promise made in scripture:
While the earth remains, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night, shall not cease.” -Genesis 8:22 ESV
If you look forward to colorful leaves, pumpkins in the field and apple harvest then your season has arrived. If you want to curl up with a book and watch the snow pile up then it’s coming. But again, the beauty of seasons is that they change. Every single day the time of sunrise and sunset changes by a minute or two. We mark the beginning and end of each season on our calendar but the truth is the position of the earth, and by extension our weather patterns, and continuously in a state of slow change. It’s a pattern we’ve been learning our entire lives, so the pool toys and summer clothes get put away not thrown away.
So it is with the seasons of life. Our five-year-old daughter Johannah started kindergarten this year. I know very well how quickly time passes; I have a 20 year class reunion coming up. We left a ministry two years ago, not under the best of terms by the way, and spent several months unsure of what we would do next or where it would be. I am pleased to announce of this blog for the first time that I have been called to pastor a small SBC church and that season of my career will begin October 1st. Just a few years ago we went through a season of loss. My friend and mentor Michael Spencer fought a very short battle with cancer and my dad went through the same thing at about the same time. Within a 6 month period of time my mother lost her husband and a brother to cancer. During that time of intense grief and stress it felt like we were holding our breath waiting for that season to change. But as I have shared before, even while grieving such loss and tragedy we had to thank God for his blessings. Our daughter had been born only a few months earlier, after years of struggle, the loss of 2 unborn children, and the realization that we might never have children at all.
Seasons change. Whatever season of life, or career or family you are experiencing right now it is temporal. Enjoy it while you can or take heart if you are currently suffering. There is coming a Great Day that will never end, but that’s the subject of another post.