“To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven; a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck what 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; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to gain and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to throw away; a time to tear, and time to to sew; a time to keep silence, and time to speak; a time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.” (Ecclesiastes 3:1-8)
After ending my two-month writing hiatus, I began contemplating and meditating on what topic to share with you. The word, “seasons” repeatedly came to mind. As I have entered into a new season of my life, I thought this topic was most appropriate. Just as nature’s seasons will change, so will the seasons of our lives. As Ecclesiastes states above, to everything there is a season–a time for every purpose.
Life is consistent rhythmical ebbs and flows, peaks and valleys, as well as sunshine and rain. Some life events are unavoidable and yet others are self-imposed by a string of bad choices–I have experienced both. I have withstood many seasons during my lifetime. There have been seasons of insecurity; there have been seasons of pride and accomplishment; there have been seasons of rejection and alienation; there have been seasons of great joy as in the birth of my children; there have been seasons of happiness as on my wedding day and yet, there were seasons of heartbreak as when I became a divorcee; there have been seasons of grief and heartache, and there have been seasons of peace and joy, just to name a few.
Last summer, my girlfriend and I took a trip to the beach. One morning while sitting on the beach enjoying the peace and serenity of the ocean, I prayed and asked God how I should move forward with my life. My youngest son had recently graduated from high school and I knew I was entering a different phase of my life. A couple of days after returning home from my trip, I clearly heard a voice telling me to sell my house. I know you might think I am crazy, but I knew it was God ordering my steps. I told God that I needed confirmation that this was what I was hearing and He confirmed it several times. I had raised my son’s in this home–my youngest son was two years old when we moved there. There were many birthday parties, Christmas parties, girlfriend gatherings, graduation parties, coaching sessions and happy times. There were unhappy times as well–it was where my marriage ended and it was where my mom took her last breath. Deep down in my spirit, I knew it was time for me to close that chapter of my life and begin a new one; therefore, I did exactly what that small voice told me to do. I sold my home of 16 years carrying all of the wonderful and not so wonderful memories with me. Sometimes, you have to let go of the old in order to move toward the purpose or assignment God has destined for you. I thank God for this new season–a new address, a new phone number, and a new beginning!
If you are experiencing sickness, grief, disappointment, heartache, heartbreak, or whatever you are facing, know that it is only for a season and there is a new beginning right around the corner. “For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for life; weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning” (Psalms 30:5). Be encouraged!
As always, I look forward to hearing your thoughts and please share with a friend.
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