I sincerely believe in embracing life’s seasons. I guess that’s why I wanted this blog to be named in honor of all the many seasons life has to offer. I haven’t always appreciated the change of seasons mostly because I wasn’t willing to be hopeful. Didn’t make goals. Wouldn’t look ahead.
But then a season came that I couldn’t control, and I was forced to accept the unknown. To embrace the winter. Cold. It was then that I was told that seeds planted in the fall give a constant hope to the cold and frozen winter. Spring always comes. New blooms will color my world again.
My life season has just changed again, and I’ve been in a long winter from media. Last year, I wasn’t ready for all sources of connection to freeze, but I knew it was necessary. I couldn’t keep living life out of balance. Media had to go. Life had to center on the present. In what I could touch and see.
I am still learning to love the life I live, to accept the skin I’m in, to give myself fully to my family, and to worship my Creator and no other. But I’m ready to write about it all.
My desire is that this space would become a conversation. I’m no teacher, I haven’t figured anything out, but I am inspired when I read, think, and write. I would love for you to grab a warm drink and find these conversations to be an encouraging place. Support for the moment.
Although I don’t have plans currently to detail where I’ve been or what I’ve been through in the past few years, I’m sure bits and pieces will come out. If you have any questions, ask. I’m an open book. I just don’t want to be a bore.
So. I’m back. It’s a new season. Again, I’m not sure if I’m ready for change, but I embrace it.