In Order. Embrace Your Season

September 29, 2017. Nehemiah 11-13, Psalm 126.


What season are you in?

It is probably no surprise to anyone that life is full of different seasons. Actual seasons like summer, fall, spring, winter, or in Texas just summer and very summer. Nonetheless, God’s entire creation is based on seasons of change, growth, cold, heat, good, rough, and so on. Our lives are also part of this design and not exempt from this idea of seasons. 

In Psalm 126, the psalmist writes about the return of Israel to Jerusalem and how dream-like and amazing it was. He goes on to describe the seasons of life they had faced in the past and will come to face in the future. Seasons of planting and seasons of harvest.

Those who plant in tears
    will harvest with shouts of joy.

They weep as they go to plant their seed,
    but they sing as they return with the harvest.

What season do you find yourself in? Are you in a season of planting and weeping, or a season of harvesting, shouting, and singing?

The challenge I find for myself in the scripture that I want to pass along to you is simply this: embrace your season. Put in the time and be present in the moment. Own it. I am fully aware that I do not, and cannot understand or relate to what you may be experiencing if you are in a season of weeping and planting. Only YOU know the depth of your sorrow. What I do know to be encouraging is this. There WILL be a season of harvest. A season of shouting. A season of singing. Either on this side of eternity, or the other. Harvest is coming. And if you are in a season of harvest and you find yourself shouting and singing with joy everyday, go for it! Enjoy it! Ride the wave and be ready for when the season changes.

I want to challenge and encourage each one of us to be present in the season we are in. Not looking back on what was. And not worthlessly worrying about what the future may or may not hold. Be here. Be now. Look and listen for the truths God is trying to teach and reveal in the toil and in the harvest. It is the paradox of life to somehow experience joy in tears, and know sorrow even in laughter. 

It is my prayer that we can embrace the unique season we each face in our own lives.