When I was 20, I lived in Southern California for about 4 years. It was a different world. Warm and sunny almost every day. It's something I dream about now. I remember when I moved back, I would have the same conversation with pretty much every person. "You lived in southern California? And you moved back here? WHY?" I had to admit, even though I loved the consistency and predictability of the weather, I missed the seasons. I missed the changing of the leaves, the vibrant colors and smell of fall. I missed sitting inside on a snowy day or driving through a snowstorm and finally making it home to sit in front of a warm fire. I missed summer and the trees and the lakes and the sunsets. I missed all of it.
When you live in Michigan, you become very in tune with the seasons. You begin to read nature and recognize the signs of what's ahead and what's behind. Our senses welcome the sounds of Canadian geese flying south for the winter and then returning in the spring, how the snow feels falling on our face, the beauty of the lakes transforming to their liquid form and the robins bustling around the ground in search of new life. These are all signs that change is coming and we anticipate it. We wait for it. We hope for it.
Ecclesiastes 3 says "To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven". It's so important to remember that just like nature beholds the seasons, so do our lives. There have been so many times when I have been in a winter season and it felt like it would never end. There was no sign of spring, no sun or thaw. But then, something would break and I would see my season changing, just like they always do. It's so easy to want to cut some seasons short and prolong others. But without seasons, we wouldn't anticipate what's to come. Without the sweltering heat I wouldn't embrace the winter snow. Without the withering of leaves I wouldn't appreciate the vibrant new life bursting forth in spring. The contrast between seasons is what makes them valuable and necessary.
One of the most interesting things to me when it comes to the seasons are how the animals and the plants all know it's coming. They know how to prepare for it and exactly what is going to be needed in order to make it through. John 16:13 says "when the spirit of truth comes, He will guide you into the full truth. He won't speak on His own. He will speak what He hears and will tell you about things to come." I believe, if we listen, that the Holy Spirit will tell us of what is to come and how to prepare for it, just like nature. And just as we recognize the signs of spring, we will learn to recognize His signs as well.
-Are you in a season that seems like it won't end? Speak Ecclesiastes 3 over your situation and know that in God's timing the season will change.
-What are some ways the Holy Spirit communicates with you?
-Are you setting aside time during prayer to listen?
I would love to hear how the Holy Spirit has been leading you through your life seasons in the comments below!