Seasons

Archusa Creek Water Park in Quitman, MS is an excellent place to watch the transitions of fall. We arrived in Quitman October 13, 2011 to begin our itineration in Mississippi. The trees were full of leaves with hints of subtle yellows, browns and reds peaking out through the bright greens.  Those hints gradually became explosions of bright reds, golden yellows and hints of purple amid fading greens. Then just as gradually they turned brown and began falling from the branches. All this against the backdrop of a brilliant blue, cloudless sky!

I do enjoy the changing of seasons and fall is my favorite. The artistry of our creator is so evident this time of year. But the fall also makes me reflective.

Seasons; we all experience them, whether it is childhood, adolescence, adulthood or “the golden years”. Then there are the personal seasons, similar to others yet distinctively different because we are the ones living them. These weave a tapestry of color in our lives that make us a unique creation of the master artist.

Seasons don’t last forever. The transition may be gradual or abrupt but they always have a beginning and an end. And unlike seasons of nature, seasons of life can last an indefinite amount of time. They have come and gone since I left adolescence. My first marriage lasted three years then I spent three years as a student. As that was nearing a close I married again. Our journey through the season of healing began after ten years and lasted about ten years.

So, as fall is ending and winter is beginning, I realize I have been in a strange new season since the beginning of this year.  Things are changing in ways I never dreamed they would.  I am no longer working a secular job and Roger and I are together 24/7. I live in a twenty-nine foot travel trailer. These are just the physical changes. Spiritually I am falling in love with my Savior all over again. He has given me time, real time, to be with Him. And I am realizing there is not anything I would not do for Him. I am struggling right now with the itineration process because I so want to be doing more than what I am for Him.  I know that will come, but I am impatient.  And He is still working things out of me and into me, a process that will continue until I am in Heaven with Him.

So I will embrace the season I am in, ask Him to teach us all we need in order to pass through this one and prepare us for transition to the next one.