This was written for “five minute friday” prompt is “seasons.” http://katemotaung.com
God says there is a time for every season under heaven, in Ecclesiastes. A time to mourn, dance, live, die and love. It is hard sometimes to wrap our minds around that though. Especially when we are stuck in a hard season. A season of death or mourning, is definitely a dark valley walk. He asks us to come to Him though, come to the still waters and lay in the green pastures in our seasons of pain, heartache and sadness. This season prepares us for the next season, one of healing, growth and transformation. My season is grief… it is icy and grey as a foul, winter storm can be. It is as sad as the last gold and scarlet colors of autumn falling to the ground to become dull and brown. It is as transforming as the new wings of a butterfly, fresh from a cocoon or the blushing blossoms of spring. And there are even moments of sunny, warmth wrapping themselves around my heart like summer’s bright hope.