Ecclesiastes 3:1 “To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.”
Seasons come and go. I wrote a lot about seasons last year. It seemed as if God would bring that word to my mind every time I sat down to write. He taught me a lot about seasons in 2018. Seasons are not always pleasant. There are fruitful seasons, dry seasons, hard seasons, and all types of seasons, long and short, in life. I encourage you to read Ecclesiastes chapter three in its entirety sometime today. I love how the Bible not only gives us wisdom and hope, but it soothes our hearts and souls.
Sure, life is full of seasons that come and go but the lessons learned in those seasons is worth the waiting part.
God promised Abraham that He would be “A father of many nations (Genesis Chapter 17)”. Sarah was ninety, yes ninety, years old when she conceived (Genesis 17:17). They trusted that God would fulfill the promise He made to them. They waited for nearly one-hundred years. Wow! “For what saith the scripture? Abraham believed God, and it was counted unto him as righteousness. (Romans 4:3)”
Think for a moment, about a particularly difficult season you have faced. Write it down so you can reference it when you face another difficult season that feels like it won’t come to an end. I have found that this helps to see just how far God has brought you.
There are certainly times when God asks us to wait.
Maybe you have been praying to conceive a child for years and years.
Maybe you have been praying for a future spouse to come into your life.
Maybe you have been praying for a lost family member to accept Jesus as their Savior.
Maybe you have been waiting on something not mentioned here but the waiting in killing you.
You’re so tired of waiting and may even feel like God has simply forgotten you.
He hasn’t forgotten my friend.
He knows you’re waiting and is teaching you something during the waiting period.
One difficult season that immediately comes to my mind is the first night home with our first born. I was a wreck for months upon months. Postpartum Depression hit me like a speeding freight train that I didn’t even see coming. I remember the hopelessness I felt as a first-time, newly married mother. I felt so unprepared. I was confused. I begged God for months to help me snap out of it. I prayed and cried day in and day out. He always gave me strength. I would wake up in the morning and He would give me the strength to get up, despite how depressed I was, and keep going. He didn’t answer my prayer right away but He taught me so much through that season. Looking back, I am glad the depression didn’t just instantly go away. I truly believe He can make things better instantly, as He has worked miracles in my own life before, but this season of my life wasn’t like that. He showed me how to completely trust and rely on Him. I wasn’t able to get up and go without His gentle leading and pushing me each day. He continually reminded me of my purpose and my calling as a mother and wife. That season was rough in every way possible. Emotionally, physically, mentally and spiritually I was drained. It only lasted for six-months and I was grateful when that season was over. I was glad for the wisdom God gave me but also glad to be starting a new season of life. I wouldn’t be writing this in an attempt to encourage you, friend. If I would have had a text-book perfect postpartum recovery I wouldn’t be able to try and help someone else going through a rough season. If all seasons of life were easy I wouldn't have started this blog to reach women.
I firmly believe that God brings us through seasons to 1. Strengthen Our Faith and 2. Encourage Others.
1 Peter 5:10 says, “But the God of all grace, who hath called us unto his eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after that ye have suffered a while, make you perfect, stablish, strengthen, settle you.”
Maybe you have been waiting on an answer from God for a long time or maybe you’re waiting for a difficult season to end. You may be grieving or trying to conceive a child or depressed and just wondering how long it is going to take.
I have no clue how long a season will last. Only God knows the answer to that question. What I do know is that He will never leave us by ourselves. He won’t walk out even when the season is grim and cloudy. I feel like a seedling sometimes. A seedling has to be packed down into the dark, dense dirt so that it can grow into a beautiful plant. We have to endure and get to the other side of seasons to really see what God was doing. I am also convinced that one day when we get to Heaven, God will reveal those answers that we waited for on earth. He will show us exactly what He was doing when He brought us through troubling seasons. What a Savior! He truly knows best and will do a great work in our lives if we let Him. Trust Him, friend!