You know, here in Michigan, we have four seasons, and while the spring, summer and fall are welcomed with open arms, the winter months can be quite the challenge.
But it is the picture we create as we remember what is to come, not where we are.
Remembering the walks on the lakes, the time at the park, the walks at dark.
Even we are now awakened to roads covered in snow it is just a season and we are here for a reason.
But isn’t that life?
I’d like to think that even as the seasons change for reason so do the seasons of our life.
Think about it!
It’s never the same.
It’s always changing.
There’s different levels up enjoyment and different levels of pain.
Just like the seasons I would reason so are the seasons of our life.
Sometimes it’s difficult to understand the plight but oftentimes they bring us to new heights.
Heights of awareness of self
Heights of awareness of others
Heights of understanding those things that seemed so questionable.
I don’t know maybe the weather externally provides an indication of the internal and how we reside.
Think on that, what is your stride?
What season of life are you’re in?
I guess if we equate our lives to seasons, Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall
We will know that whatever the season it will pass.
It may be a blistery storm right now, but you have to believe that the sunshine will come.
Maybe it’s the fall where every leaf of life has fallen to the ground, but even the leaves do grow again to the trees.
Think about that life brings forth creation not just when we’re born but every day that we live.
A time to create.
A time to celebrate.
What season are you in, I ask again, that you may know it is temporary.
As the seasons change may you know that through it all it’s your time to grow, let nothing stop you.
It is your time –