Fly across this country from coast to coast or border to border, and you will see a wonderful variety of climates. Places where it’s always cool, or always warm, or always green, or always brown.
One of the things I love about Pennsylvania is the green that we have three seasons of the year. Winter can be mostly grey and brown, but when it snows it’s glistening white for a few days.
From this: Our back yard in January
To this: Our front yard in spring
3 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
I think it is only as we accumulate some years in our lives that we can begin to fully understand this famous Bible verse. Farmers probably get it before anyone else does. They understand that you have to plow, plant, cultivate, reap, and store all in the turning of the seasons. If you rush or delay, your crop won’t be as plentiful.
So it is in our lives. Childhood is the time to learn and grow. In the teens, we should begin to work, increase in wisdom, stature, and favor with God and man. In young adulthood, we focus on career and the establishment of our own families; in old age, should nothing take us to heaven too soon, we live to reap the rewards of our lives–grandchildren, family, friends, and a time to rest.
The same happens spiritually. We’re newly saved; we grow, learn, increase in wisdom and knowledge; we reach out to others, planting the seed of the gospel; if we persist, we have spiritual children. We understand God’s Word more clearly every year. It permeates our lives, our hearts and minds, and gives grace and wisdom to our thoughts and words. We begin to appreciate the beauty in the worn, wrinkled faces of the elders in our lives if they have invested time in prayer, Bible study, and service.
Just as the seasons of the year change, so do the seasons of our lives.
There is beauty in each one.