Seasons of life...

Growing up in Indiana, I have learned to appreciate the seasons. Each season is quite drastic from the previous and it seems like the best ones are never long enough. I think that the transition into new seasons is my favorite part of living in a place where the weather is always changing. I love the first snowfall in winter, the first signs of new life in spring, the sun rising earlier in summer and the start of hoodie weather in the fall.

I also love the analogy that life happens in seasons. We have gone through many seasonal changes recently as a family, and I believe we are on the verge of another season of life. While I love the anticipation and adventure of the change, I have been feeling like this in between stage is more similar to the end of winter (mud colored, melting snow/eternal month of February). I am ready. Ready for a new season, renewed purpose and direction in following the Lord and chance to further His Kingdom. I just have to keep reminding myself that although we may not know where we will be in the next 3 months, God does. He is soverign and faithful.

I was gently reminded recently to enjoy the season that I am in. This concept really hit home for me (Thanks, Renee). It is so easy to idolize the future and to worry about what is next. How am I enjoying the season of life that I am in today? Am I making the most of every single day with Zi (who is growing up quicker than I like to admit)? I could cry thinking that he will be thirteen soon and won't want to snuggle with me anymore. Am I enjoying the blessing of our house and privacy, not knowing if we will be there much longer? Am I really thankful that I have a wonderful husband who is an amazing dad, willing to stay home and spend time with the baby? It's easy for me to think of all the things that I would love to change in this season, but not so easy to focus on how to make the most of what I have been given to work with right now, in the moment. Ultimately, I should be asking myself, "Am I glorifying God in this season?" It's not about me.

I am thankful for the season of life that I am in, and oh-so-ready for the next, but it's not about me. God, bring glory to your name regardless of the season.