Monday was the ‘official’ first day of Summer.
I have always found it so funny that we have ‘official’ days to start seasons. I understand why we do with the equinox and solstice and blah blah blah, but it does always make me chuckle to think that we literally have the exact start of four seasons printed on our calendars. Whoever decided when summer started? Who died and made someone the official keeper of the seasons?
It is also funny, because I think everyone starts their summer at a different time anyways. For me, it’s summer when I see the first firefly on a night outside. For parents, it’s that first day of no alarms, no homework, no PTA meetings. For a businessman, it may be the first day he sweats through a coat and tie. For some, it’s not summer until they step foot on the beach, or feel that first one hundred degree day.
What I think we can all agree on, however, is the excitement about the change of a season. In January, we cannot wait for that first flower of spring, or the first feel of warmer weather, or to bust out the brightly colored dresses and sandals, As spring rolls around, students are itching for the last day of school, everyone longs for watermelon and peaches, for bathing suits, beach days, grilling out for dinner and long nights. About August, we begin dreaming of pumpkin-spice lattes, Football Saturdays, fuzzy socks, fall leaves, boots and leggings. A month or so into that, we’re anticipating the holidays, and looking forward to Christmas and the chance of snow (yeah right!). The common denominator is that we are all anticipating what’s to come, and once it is here, we live in it for a little while before we are ready for the next step, for something new.
Some summers prove to be life-changing, filled with memories and packed with fun. Some summers you’ve gained twenty pounds and hate the beach, or it rains every day and you can’t go outside. Some winters are too hot and you don’t get enough good wears in your favorite pea coat. There are Februarys when your marriage or relationship is at it’s peak, and you can’t wait to celebrate Valentine’s Day. And then, sometimes Christmas is on a Saturday and you don’t get any days off of work.
Just as the calendar year blows along, our life is filled with these seasons as well.
I have a very fond memory as a little girl, about a woman who I hope will one day be my mother-in-law. Of course, back then, I had no clue that I may ever utter those words. However, as a child in ‘children’s choir’, I remember sitting on the floor criss-cross apple sauce, learning the words to a little song that I have always carried with me. Every time I think of the seasons changing, I immediately think back to children’s choir and the extra nice and super pretty lady that I loved, “Miss Jenni” who so patiently taught this song to a group of not- so well behaved children: “The Hymn of Promise”:
In the bulb there is a flower; in the seed, an apple tree; in cocoons, a hidden promise: butterflies will soon be free! In the cold and snow of winter there’s a spring that waits to be, unrevealed until its season, something God alone can seeeeee!
I always loved this hymn because of the simplicity of it; the hope that lies in the words.
The promise that whether or not you are in your favorite season in life, there will be something new. There will be a fresh start, a new beginning, a change of season, new life.
Talk about a promise!
You couldn’t get that guarantee on anything QVC offers, I can assure you of that!
If you’re in the cold and snow of winter, sick of shoveling snow and wearing mittens, there is hope in Jesus- the keeper of the seasons!
Whether your season in life right now is longer than you hoped, or whether you’re feeling in-between seasons, nervous for what is to come, I encourage you to wait. To pause. To pray, and actively seek Him and His will during this time. Sometimes a season is simply tough – it may feel like an eternity, and we become angry about our circumstances, or the cards we’ve been dealt. That’s when we need to rely on Him the most! When you acknowledge His power over your calendar year, over your life, your job, your marriage, your relationship with your children, you invite Him into your day-timer. When you clear your schedule and let him pencil things in- that’s where the magic happens.
And in time, when your purpose or His plan for you is carried out, it is eventually time to move on to the next season. But only He can decide that. No one else knows.
What I do know is this – He will show up, on time, every time, and He will deliver. He will pour out His blessings of abundance over you and pull you back to Him when you stray. He has GREAT plans for you, plans to HELP you, and he WILL give you hope, and a future.
Unrevealed until its season – something GOD ALONE can see.
“He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live. That each of them may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all their toil—this is the gift of God.” – Ecclesiastes 3:11-13