Today I ripped up the remainder of my garden. Although it sounds malicious, the growing season has come to an end because winter is approaching. It was a fruitful season for my garden and I had an abundance of tomatoes, along with lettuce, kale, jalapeños, onions, garlic and more….but now it’s time for my ground to rest. It is time for it to stop producing, so it can prepare for the next harvest. It’s time for winter to prepare the ground for the planting of the spring.
Genesis 8:22 says that “while the earth remains, seed time and harvest, cold and heat, winter and summer, and day and night shall not cease.”
This encourages me greatly because it reminds me that seasons don’t last forever…..in the natural AND in the kingdom of God. It is also important to be in tune with the Holy Spirit to know when it is time to plow, to plant, to wait, or to rest….or they may be done in the wrong timing or season. How beautiful it is when Heaven’s timing meets our surrendered effort with rhythms of fruitfulness and grace. There is beauty in every season, but some become disappointed when they start to see leaves falling but are expecting new fruit to appear. Please let me encourage you to “hold fast the profession of your faith without wavering (for He is faithful that promised”) Hebrews 10:23. Do not become offended or angry with God when your expectations aren’t matching His timetable. He knows the seasons of your life….lean in to His grace and become synced with His timetable.
Ironically, I grew up in a place where it seemed like perpetual summer with just a bit of fall thrown in around November. The idea of four full seasons was somewhat foreign to me. However, two years ago, we moved north and I have experienced the fullness and beauty of the changing of every season. Just when it seems it will be cold forever, winter begins to shift to spring and it’s time to plant. The summer comes with barbecues, heat, and a fruitful garden. However, just when I feel that it will be hot forever, the wind comes in with a chill and the leaves begin to change as the harvest is reaped. Although Fall is my favorite season, there is also something stunning about the first blanket of snow that covers the earth. Please be encouraged, that even though a season ends, there is always a new one waiting and His grace will guide you through that one as well.
(season image from: therealwaysmonday.blogspot.co.uk)