It never ceases to amaze me how the circumstances of life can change in a moment. And yet the Lord remains steadfast. Everything around me can change, but the “every good thing comes from above, coming down from the Father of lights in Whom there is no variation or shifting shadow.” James 1:17.
- I think about the people simply watching the end of a marathon in Boston, Mass. Moments later, their lives are literally ripped apart.
- I think about families sitting down to a late dinner or getting the kids ready for bed in West, Texas. A sonic boom erupts as their walls close in without warning.
- And what about the parents who simply sent their children off to school last week in Moore, Oklahoma. With the school decimated, their homes gone and some of their children never coming home.
- I think about a dear friend who has recently heard the words, “It’s cancer.”
- And another who goes in for major heart surgery after the last one failed. In fact, she spent almost all of last summer in the hospital and dreads having a repeat performance.
All of these folks are enduring such difficult seasons of their lives.
I remember going through a hard time several summers ago. Not only had my sweet hubby lost his job, but we became estranged from people we’d considered family for over 20 years. And through it, I remember thinking that even in the depths, this was the best time of my life. Not that I enjoyed it all that much, but it was the only time I had. I didn’t know about the future and the past had gone.
I learned a lot about contentment during that period. I considered it a summer season. One of waiting, dry and desperate. Like the fields of plants through the heartland in the hottest part of the August, I craved the raindrops, the respite of the pain.
My experience doesn’t come close to those highlighted above. Seems like they are going through more than just a waiting period. More like an adjustment that means the end of life as they know it and a recreation of the life that will be there’s from here on in. And for some of them, our whole nation prays and weeps on their behalf.
But regardless of the circumstances, each of these groups of people are in a season. In every situation, the season will turn yet again. Beauty will come from the ashes. Joy will come after the mourning. And in each of these situations, God hasn’t been surprised. I believe God has power to overcome any situation. I believe He allows things to happen – even tragedies – to draw us to Him.
And I believe that though we think death is the ultimate disaster, He thinks the ultimate disaster is our separation from Him.
Your Turn: In what season do you find yourself?