Seasons

I have always heard people refer to the different “seasons” of life. There are different times for different things and we just have to embrace the season of life that we are currently in. That’s what we are told. Sounds easy, right? There is a time for school, a time for marriage, a time for new friends, a time for new jobs, a time for babies, etc. In our society, there are so many specified seasons of life that are expected to happen to each of us like clockwork, almost without thought or emotion. It’s the circle of life that we are all running round and round in. Everyone is so busy, trying to get from one season to the next, never really taking time to enjoy where they are because society, their parents, their spouse, their friends, or even themselves, have put so much pressure on them to fit a certain mold. Is there ever a time where you don’t feel like you “fit” in any type of season, any type of mold? Has there ever been a time where you feel sort of “in between” seasons? Like you can’t find your footing in any group? I feel like this is where I am.

I am a newlywed (been married almost 8 months), full time worker, youth pastor’s wife, friend, daughter, church member and so much more, yet I find myself to be “bored” of my life sometimes. I feel like there is nothing new going on with me while I watch society run around like chickens with their heads cut off due to constant busyness. I get jealous. I get sad that my life is so routine. The “same old, same old” is a constant for me lately. Up until now, I have also led quite a busy life. I went through the high school season, the college season, the dating season, the engaged season, the wedding planning season, the new full-time big girl job season, and the newlywed season. I am just recently hitting this point of slowing down. And I hate it. I like to be busy. I like to feel productive. I like to fit into the mold. I have to remind myself that it’s okay to be different. It’s okay to be in a season of your own. It’s okay to not be busy. It’s okay to take the time to slow down and really enjoy where you are. Society tells me that I have to rush this precious life I’ve been given. And I’ll be honest; I buy into that lie way too often. I am always pushing on to the next thing, never fully satisfied. I am reminded of this Bible verse:

There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:

a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.

He has made EVERYTHING beautiful in its time. Therefore, I will wait. I will enjoy. I will savor this period of my life. I know that one day I will be wanting these days back. Whatever season this is that I am in, I will learn to be thankful for it.