"For everything there is an appointed time, and an appropriate time for every activity on earth: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to uproot what was planted; ...a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance...A time to search, and a time to give something up as lost; a time to keep, and a time to throw away...God has made everything fit beautifully in its appropriate time..." (Ecclesiastes 3:1-11)
Every Fall I enjoy watching the leaves on my favorite tree out my back window. The leaves turn from dark green, to yellow, and then to a bright, fiery orange. At times I look at it when the sun is hiding away, and it is so bright and beautiful, it appears the sunlight is constantly shining upon it.
As the Fall season draws to an end, the leaves drift from the tree, and it grows bare and cold and no longer as beautiful. I dread the day that most of the leaves are gone; only a handful remaining, holding on for dear life, thinking they can survive the wind, the rain, the snow, and the cold of winter...none of them ever do. It is when this tree is totally bare, that it fully sinks in that another season has come and gone once more, and a new one is fast approaching.
As I sit in this moment and enjoy the beauty of the tree, I am trying not to think of the season that is coming, both literally and figuratively. I want to sit here and be content with the season that I am in.
Often, as baseball wives, we are so focused on what is coming, (going back to spring training, making the team, getting called up, the season ending, our husband’s success, our husband’s recovery from injury, etc.) that we don’t allow ourselves to rest in the very season we are in long enough to find enjoyment from it.
This past baseball season with all of its ups and downs, taught me this lesson. I realized I had to search for the blessings in each season or circumstance I found myself in. Whether my husband was in the big leagues, experiencing overwhelming success or excruciating failure, or sitting on the bench with injuries, I knew the only way to find contentment where God had us, was to make lists of the things I was thankful for in that season or circumstance. Then I had to read them and recite them daily so that I wouldn’t forget, and grow bitter and weary and discontent.
No matter what season of life or circumstance we are in, we have the choice to focus on the beauty of that period. I am enjoying the beauty of the tree out my back window in this Fall season, but I know that with the next season approaching, the tree will grow bare and I must search for something else to find enjoyment in. Maybe it will be the snow falling and hot chocolate by the fire. Or maybe it will be a new baseball team, new friends, new life lessons to learn.
In the next season of life, I cannot predict what is to come...but I trust that I am in this season for a purpose now, and I am making the choice to appreciate the blessings that come my way, even if I have to desperately search for them.
Prayer: Thank you Lord, for the reminder of the beauty in each season of life.
Suggested Reading: Ecclesiastes 3