A SEASON’S CHANGE

A SEASON’S CHANGE

The line that separates a time to weep and a time to laugh is thin as the ice a mischievous boy stands on.

The time to every purpose under heaven is certain and everything has its season.

The worst thing about some seasons is that they change. The best thing about some seasons is that they change.

I find myself in the latter of those two right now. The hope of a summer filled with sunshine and smiles soon turned into dark clouds and thunderclaps. Trips to the park and the library, picnic lunches in the middle of nowhere, and visits with old classmates were spent in places where the smell of freshly cut grass was replaced with that of sterile plastic. Places where monitors beeped and people in white coats couldn’t relieve my sons pain.

This season’s stay was unexpected; unwelcome and lasted far too long. Though its remnants linger, for the most part, this same unexpected season, unexpectedly left.

I don’t know how it came nor why it came. With it’s purpose under heaven unclear, I am only relieved it seems to have passed. What is unclear under heaven is remarkably clear there. I serve a great God who dwells there and safely holds my children.

The smiles of a happy boy have returned. The sounds of brothers at play are heard once again throughout the house. Dare I say I even welcome the bickering? Surely I shall take even that over the cries of a child in pain.

The thankfulness and the joy that a season has changed is felt throughout.

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Scripture Reference: Ecclesiastes 3

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