Oh what a beautiful day it is. The air is still a bit cool but should warm up quite nicely. I love this kind of weather… cool, not cold at night and comfortable during the day. This is one of the reasons I love spring so much– we get the wonderful temperatures along with the added joy of seeing everything in bloom. What a lovely time of the year! I am, however, learning to appreciate fall. The rich colors are simply beautiful, especially on days like today. (I just don’t like those hazy, gray winter skies.)
I never really gave it much thought before, but lately I have come to realize that our loving Father, the Creator of all things, created beauty in each season for our enjoyment. We have the beauty of snow and ice in the winter season– a literal winter wonderland. We have nature coming to life in spring with an explosion of colorful flowers and luscious green trees. We have the flowers of summer, including all the amazing tropicals; with the added bonus of beautiful warm, sandy beaches. And in the fall, we have the brilliant display of rich and vibrant golds, oranges, and reds. Each season has its own wonder, and what wonder it is!
The same can be said for the seasons of life. We all go through different seasons… from being a young child; to being a teenager; to being an adult; to being a wife or husband; to being a mom or dad; to being a grandmother or grandfather. Each season holds its own colors, in its own stage of bloom. Each season brings forth the wonder of the One who created us. We can choose to see the beauty of our season, or we can choose not to. I choose to see.
As with nature, every season holds its own trials– some a mere whisper, some a raging storm. In nature, the larger, fuller, older trees overshadow the smaller, newer, weaker ones. The grass at their base struggles to grow in the darkness of their shade. Then a wind blows, parts the trees, and allows the light to shine down and revive the undergrowth. Nature looks to the light with outstretched hands. The trees, the flowers, the grass that covers the ground. They all long for that life-giving light.
As with nature, we too long for the life-giving light. In every season of life, the Light is always there awaiting our outstretched hands. At every turn of life, He is there– not as a spectator, but as a guide.
Just as He has created beauty in the seasons of nature, He has created beauty for us in the seasons of our lives. All we have to do is look. It is everywhere… in the innocence of childhood, in the way we love our families, in our children’s smiles… it is all around us. He is all around us– in the joyous moments, and in the tragic moments; in our victories and in our trials. He is always there.
Like the small, emerging saplings and baby blades of grass who struggle to reach out of the shadows and into the light, so do we. We struggle in the shadows of our past, in the shadows of our failures, in the shadows of the evil one’s deceptions, and in the shadows of temptation. But out of the shadow, there is light. As the flowers of the fields reach for the light, so should we. We raise our heads to the Son and remember that He is the Light in our darkness. And in every season of life, keep our eyes on Him and we will see the beauty He has created.
Nothing can survive in darkness. The trees, the flowers, the grasses– all would die if under the shadow of constant darkness. Such is life. We can’t survive in the darkness. We were created for the Light. There is nothing more rewarding than stepping out of the shadows and into the Light. There is nothing more fulfilling than feeling the warmth of the Son.
Today is such a beautiful day in this season of my life.
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My Little Man loves my camera… somewhere around here I have pictures of his thumb, his nose, very close up shots of his face, his eyes, and several close-ups of the cats. Even had a picture of the tv… it was his ‘favorite’ cartoon! He loves my cell phone camera too… I had a few shots of the coffee table and carpet on that one. Maybe he’s an aspiring photographer, or maybe he just loves to mess with Mommy’s cool stuff? Either way, it’s always cute to see what surprises he has for me on my camera. This is one he took of one of his favorite things… his school backpack (and Iron Man of course). He really LOVES that backpack.






















