linking with Five Minute Friday at katemotaung.com – write for five minutes on a given prompt, which today is “season”
Winter is not my favourite season. I like Christmas, and I love the cold, crisp, sunny days we get every now and then, but I hate the darkness and I often find the weather gets me down.
Last night we had snow and, not far from where I live, several people had to abandon their cars by the side of the road. Today it is warmer but still very wet and blowing a gale outside.
I hate the unpredictability of the weather. It reminds me that I am not in control. I just have to take it as it comes and deal with it.
There are different seasons in life as well- seasons of joy, seasons of sorrow, seasons of growth, seasons of pain- and much as I hate to admit it, I am not in control of those either.
One thing I do have control over though is how I respond. Do I fret and worry and become anxious over things I cannot change? Or do I turn to the one who is in control, the one who is always the same, despite the changing seasons of life?
I know which is the better solution, though I can’t say it is always the one I choose.
Blessed are those who trust in the Lord and have made the Lord their hope and confidence. They are like trees planted along a riverbank, with roots that reach deep into the water. Such trees are not bothered by the heat or worried by long months of drought. Their leaves stay green, and they never stop producing fruit. (Jeremiah 17:7-8)
“Anyone who listens to my teaching and follows it is wise, like a person who builds a house on solid rock. Though the rain comes in torrents and the floodwaters rise and the winds beat against that house, it won’t collapse because it is built on bedrock.” (Matthew 7:24-25)
Trusting God and continuing to follow him despite the changing seasons means we can stand firm and even bear fruit- that it is possible not only to survive, but to thrive.