Seasons do change!
Seasons do change!
It was a mid-March morning; you know the days between the end of Daylight savings time and the joy of seeing daylight until 8:00 p.m. Hearing a bird singing right outside my window had me feeling like maybe, I had one too many melatonin the night before. It was the middle of the night why was a bird singing so happy. I lifted my head just enough to see the clock say 6:00 a.m., I was so confused I tried to curl up and go back to sleep but, lets call her “Birdie” would not stop singing. I thanked the Lord for a new day and the ability to recognize that the season was about to change.
I turned up the heat because season change or not it was 29 degrees according to my weather app and my bedroom was ice cold. I looked again to make sure I saw a high of 70 degrees predicted for the day, you could not prove it by me. I made a point of having faith and believing what I could not see. I hurried through my chores so at the height of the day I could get out and enjoy the warmth I was missing in my life. I walked outside and the warm Maryland air was everything I needed in my soul. I noticed the block was still quiet the kids were still inside being home schooled.
I hit Arundel Mills and was in and out of stores enjoying the warm breeze in between. The sun blinding me and feeling like even though there were 11 days to the official launch of Spring God gave me enough of a glimpse to let me know seasons do change in the natural and spiritual. We had been in the COVID winter abyss for months, hit with storm after storm, still in semi lock down, the winter seemed like it would never end and even though I enjoyed cocooning by the fireplace with my puppy it was time to break out.
In that moment I realized the season of isolation was not meant to destroy me, it was designed to take me to another level. If I had the usual distractions, social invitations, attending every church event, dinner out a few nights a week, a house full of guest every weekend perhaps I would not have launched my website. I realized this season was a time of impartation, and a clear time of separation. I now know without it I would not have moved on to another level of growth. It was on those cold dreary days when we had no choice but to be still, we had time to sort out a clear plan of action for the new year, in addition to what direction to take the business. In the dark season of winter, we figured out how to pull our packaging all together, what should stay on the menu and what to eliminate, we did not realize the dark days of winter helped us find our way. The season was necessary even if it was cold and hard at times, literally and figuratively.
The temperature did hit 70 degrees that day. For a change, I had some free time and just as I was about to sit down and relax my husband yelled out from the porch for me to come and see something. He was laughing so it had to be good, I walked out and saw my sweet young neighbor standing with her two children and a big baby bump. I was so excited to see her and so happy she could fill another bedroom with a sweet baby. Within minutes there were children and families out, skating, pushing strollers, walking dogs, and chatting. A sure sign that the season was about to change even if the warm weather was just a break in winter until the real spring weather kicked in it was a sign of hope that seasons do change, so hold on my friends.
