Coming from Wellington, New Zealand, I had never truly seen the change of seasons quite like what we’ve seen here in Ottawa, Canada.
Different seasons is an actual thing!
Not just a slight shift in temperature, or a flower that you see at a certain time of the year, but here, it almost feels like we live in 4 different cities.
The contrast is drastic. And i’d describe it as both exciting, and slightly nerve racking all at the same time.
I’ve personally found beauty in every season, and frustrations in every season.
With spring, comes rain, flooding, and random crazy weather. But that passes, and we are left with trees that have leaves, fields that have flowers, and air that has a sweet fragrance.
With summer, comes a heat that is hard to escape. It’s uncomfortable to sleep. Air conditioning breaks and you find solace in cold basements. You hug someone and regret it immediately as you feel their sweat soak into your t.shirt. But at the end of the day, it’s hot, and it’s amazing. Everybody is smiling. Winter depression has eased. People are swimming, patios are full, food and drink is overflowing. Dream result.
Then fall comes. And the only downside to fall, is that it’s too short. In my opinion, fall, is the most beautiful of the four seasons. It’s magical, vibrant, and feels a bit mysterious.
And then… winter. Oh winter. The great divider. There are those who love it, and those who dread it all year long. It’s cold, but beautiful. Like a really beautiful woman who would quickly run you down if you got in her way. She’s cold, but beautiful. You can enjoy her if you love her, but if you dislike her, she’s nasty.
Life has seasons too. And we must enjoy what we can in each season of life, and learn what we can from the things that frustrate us.
In summer, sweaty people’s hugs frustrated me. So this coming summer, I won’t hug sweaty people. Because it wasn’t their fault that they were sweaty (sometimes it was), but the fault was mine. I saw, and I hugged. My bad. But I’ve learnt. Therefore this summer will be more pleasant.
Take a moment to think through the season you’ve been in. What did you enjoy? Then give God thanks. What did you find frustrating? Still give God thanks, because from that frustration you could learn something if you chose to.
I say all of that to say this; seasons come, and seasons go.
And I believe a prophetic word for many people right now is found in the book of Song of Songs 2:13 TPT…
Can you not discern this new day of destiny
breaking forth around you?
The early signs of my purposes and plans
are bursting forth.
The budding vines of new life
are now blooming everywhere.
The fragrance of their flowers whispers,
“There is change in the air.”
Arise, my love, my beautiful companion,
and run with me to the higher place.
There is change in the air.
One season is ending, and a new one is beginning.
Take heart, hold on, be strong, and keep an eye out for that new path through the trees.
Maybe it’s time to to get up, put on your running shoes, and go with Him to a new, higher place.