Isn't it beautiful that God brings different seasons to us?
As much as I complain about snow, what a miraculous and joyous occasion when the sun returns and green appears. There is a song by Nichole Nordeman that I wish I wrote called, "Every Season."I have the lyrics below, or you could listen to it here.
"Every Season" Nichole Nordeman
Every evening sky, an invitation
To trace the patterned stars
And early in July, a celebration
For freedom that is ours
And I notice You
In children’s games
In those who watch them from the shade
Every drop of sun is full of fun and wonder
You are summer
To trace the patterned stars
And early in July, a celebration
For freedom that is ours
And I notice You
In children’s games
In those who watch them from the shade
Every drop of sun is full of fun and wonder
You are summer
And even when the trees have just surrendered
To the harvest time
Forfeiting their leaves in late September
And sending us inside
Still I notice You when change begins
And I am braced for colder winds
I will offer thanks for what has been and was to come
You are autumn
And everything in time and under heaven
Finally falls asleep
Wrapped in blankets white, all creation
Shivers underneath
And still I notice you
When branches crack
And in my breath on frosted glass
Even now in death, You open doors for life to enter
You are winter
And everything that’s new has bravely surfaced
Teaching us to breathe
What was frozen through is newly purposed
Turning all things green
So it is with You
And how You make me new
With every season’s change
And so it will be
As You are re-creating me
Summer, autumn, winter, spring
At one time in my life, I did not fully understand when people talked about life as a journey or a road. But now I do. It winds and curves and there are hills, so many hills. But at the end of the day, when the sun is setting in a beautiful display of pinks and oranges, I can smile and truly know my soul is at rest. There is so much I do not know. There are so many fears. But the Maker and Sustainer of the universe holds me. So I can run, walk, and rest on that road in peace.
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