It was 47 degrees when I drove my daughter to work last week.
We commented on the layer of fog hovering above the soccer fields as we passed by.
We talked about how we couldn’t imagine wearing jackets in September or having cool nights for football games when we had record breaking heat for a record number of consecutive days this summer. It has only recently ended. Just last week it was 95 degrees.
Even as we spoke it, I thought it. Each season of our lives has its own challenges. When we are in the midst of it, it is difficult to see the end; to picture anything less intense; to hope for the new season coming in. It is difficult to buy a coat as we are shedding layers.
We all have endured seemingly endless heat. Unending financial challenges. Unexpected marital hardships. Unfathomable health issues. Challenges in raising babies, and toddlers and teenagers. Even more challenges releasing young adults to travel their own journey.
We have each experienced the harsh cold of winter. Not until I moved to the Midwest did I experience “black ice” – that road that holds unforseen peril. The brakes that usually keep us safe, send us into a tailspin. Each of us have encountered “black ice” in the winters of our life. Sudden danger, frigid temperatures, and painstakingly slow travel. It is difficult then to envision the new life and warmth and growth that Spring brings our way.
So as we head into Autumn, we welcome the refreshing cooler weather, the beauty of the changing leaves, opportunities for bonfires and football games, warm cider and times to offer thanks. The heat of the summer is past and the cold of the winter is yet to come. We enjoy this season, grateful for the unique gifts it brings to our lives.
So, today, be encouraged. Those challenges you are facing… these too shall pass. We may not see the end right now. We may not yet understand the lessons to be learned. We may not have dared to allow ourselves to hope. This season may appear to be much too long. If so, step outside. Is there any sunshine? Is the temperature mild? Do you see gold, or orange, or red among the trees? Is there a cooler breeze?
Then, my friend, there is reason to believe that refreshing will come.
Walking Into a New Season With You,