There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens
When my family moved into our home last year, it was in the middle of winter, so the yard looked pretty pitiful. Other than a few evergreen shrubs, badly in need of pruning, everything was dead. I couldn’t wait to see what the twisted branches shooting up from the ground and off of the tree trunks would produce once the days grew longer and warmer. Would the tangled-up grapevine actually grow grapes? Would grass grow in the spots that were now bare after spending the winter covered by a blanket of leaves? I had to trust that the coming change of season would bring new life in the form of leaves, flowers, and maybe even some fruit to decorate our new yard.
That’s the beautiful thing about seasons. We have the assurance that things are not going to stay the way they are now, in our lives just like in the world around us. In the tough, barren seasons of our lives, we can find hope in knowing that it truly is just temporary. The days will become brighter and new things will spring to life and grow.
Change is coming.
Wait for it.
Watch for it.
I have been working at WBFJ since September 2004 when God threw me out of the boat I was riding in and set me on a new and wonderful course. I love co-hosting the morning show, although the lack of sleep does make me a bit loopy at times.
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