There is a time for everything.
For everything there is a season,
a time for every activity under heaven. Ecclesiastes 3:1 NLT
…A time to plant, and a time to harvest. Ecclesiastes 3:2 NLT
We are all in a season, whether being planted into the field of a new season, being plowed out of an old season or daily growing in your field of a current season, wondering when this season of your life will be harvested.
There is a time for everything.
Apostle John Testola defines seasons as “pockets of time God introduces when He wants to do a new thing in our life.”
Tetsola also reminds us that we “need to be able to understand and discern the season so we are able to receive what God wants to do.”
New seasons can be joyful as you welcome the birth of a new child and celebrate the early months with them that follow of all their new “firsts”.
New seasons can be painful with the loss of a loved one while you grieve the early months that follow of all the new “firsts” without them.
Old seasons being plowed can be a relief after overcoming the drought of a job loss.
A long and overwhelming current season of illness can have you begging for harvest during the relentless baking in the hot sun of uncertainty.
We are all living life in this “pocket of time” called season.
Your neighbor’s field may look differently than your field and their “grass may even appear greener”, but be not deceived.
Rejoice in your season, as God wants to do a new
thing in your life.
There is a time for everything.
A few years ago my husband and I entered a new season called “empty-nesters”. With four children now being planted into new fields of their own, David and I faced a season without them while we learned to bloom in the fields sized “just for the two of us.”
In the beginning of our empty-nesting season, the silence was deafening. The walls still echoed the laughter, the squabbling and the voice of their presence. The children’s bedrooms now museums when you wanted desperately to see their spaces a mess and alive.
Out of habit, sleep didn’t come easy until you knew your kids returned home safely from a night out with friends.
You didn’t know how to cook anymore. Dinner for two was more work than it was worth and a bowl of cereal seemed to suffice at times.
Thankfully David and I love to be together, we just needed to learn to love being together without kids.
The fields of our empty-nesting season followed a road of discovery that went on for miles and miles.
Discovering a deeper trust in God for our children’s care.
Discovering you can still reach your children in prayer when they always seem to have their phones on silent.
Discovering that your children were always God’s in the first place, and now it was His time to parent them in their new season without us.
I love everything about the four seasons of spring, summer, winter and fall. Each season brings out the best in us.
Children come out to play in the summer. Apples are picked in the season of fall. Christmas brings out the kid in all of us during winter. In spring though:
The flowers are springing up, the season of singing birds has come, and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air. Song of Solomon 2:12 NLT
The season of spring caught us off guard just when we learned to love being “the two of us”. Spring meant our lives would not be our own again, the bedrooms would be lived in and laughter would echo throughout the speakers of the house when David and I got the news we were going to be grand-parents.
Spring time came and ten years later we enjoy ten grand-children who color our world in sparkles. These sweet lives that call us Papa and Gaga, we can’t imagine a season of fall when harvest takes them to high school then on their own to college. Though a few years away, there’s a slight chill in the air urging us to slowly prepare for that fall sweater season of “just the two of us” again.
There is a time for everything.
For everything there is a season,
a time for every activity under heaven. Ecclesiastes 3:1 NLT
…A time to plant and a time to harvest. Ecclesiastes 3:2 NLT
“God is wanting to do a new thing in our life in these pockets of time called seasons.
We need to be able to understand the season so we are able to receive what God wants to do.”
Apostle John Testola
