I don't know if it's just a season.
When I've faced a difficult time in my life, I would often say "it's just a season". While that is true on some level, I think I'm realizing as I get older that life is just hard. It's not just a season. It's life.
As simple as that might sound, it has brought incredible freedom to my own life. I found myself always waiting with baited-breath, clinging to the hope of the "season" coming to an end. And yet, as soon as one little situation was cleared, another one would come our way.
This past year has been an interesting one. I would say the pandemic altered our lives in some ways, but it seems the past year we've just been knocked down one little thing after another. While there is no need to air all the grievances here, and some seem so minuscule, we have to acknowledge that for us -- it's been hard. Oh to be sure there has been much joy in the inbetween! But the season keeps lasting. I'd say the final straw for me was when Jeremy's truck was stolen a couple of weeks ago. That is what did me in completely. I left our driveway to go get him from talking to the police with tears streaming down my face. I wasn't worried about the truck. I was sad for the years of work his computer held, and now that was gone too. Hard work.
It dawned on me that we aren't just in a season. We are in this life for the long haul until the Lord calls us home. Every moment in our lives can be hard, and when it's not -- that is the gift of God's grace. The moments are testing us, humbling us.. developing a great dependency on Him. It's what we need daily. It's what I need daily.
"And you shall remember the whole way that the LORD your GOD has led you these forty years in the wilderness, that he might humble you, testing you to know what was in your heart, whether you would keep his commandments or not." Deuteronomy 8:2
May we be found faithful to trust Him in this life, looking forward to what is to come.
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