Four Seasons in Four Days

Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and now today being Monday I literally experienced four seasons in four days… 

Friday I wore a dress shirt that was a tank and had to take my sweater off because it felt like summer. Saturday I wore jeans with a t-shirt and it felt like spring. We were even rushing home from the city to travel away from the tornado warnings that are typically in the spiring, not winter. Sunday it felt like the end of fall with the cooler weather and rain. I had to break out my winter coat to wear to church. 

Now this morning, Monday, I woke up to unexpected snow on the ground. I had to put on a lot of layers to go out and care for our farm animals. We experienced a lot of seasons in just four days. A sweet reminder that God's timing is not always our timing, and His ways are not always our ways. Sometimes we long for seasons of assurance and prosperity, but instead we are given seasons of doubt and hardships.

Just like the weather changed in these four days, so did my emotions. Friday my heart was overflowing with joy after having spent time with family and friends. Saturday my heart was consumed with busyness as we rushed to clean out the last final things in our home in the city. By the end of the day, my heart was breaking. A fight between my husband and I left the debris of a tornado. By Sunday, my heart was so tired from the previous days I was ready to call it quits. All I could do was cry. 

We were suppose to attend church with my dad, but it was canceled. Now all I wanted to do was stay in bed and skip church altogether. But, I didn't. We got up and went to church. In Sunday school, my heart cried and our inner circle poured into us. This is what my heart truly needed. The message from our pastor, power in prayer, was the reminder I needed to keep on praying and seeking God daily. By the time church service was over, I understood. This is why my dad's little church was canceled. God wanted me here. 

Then there's days like today. A new day. Refreshed by the cleansing of the snow. I've learned whatever the season…count it all joy. Seek His face in prayer. Find him within the pages of the Bible. Maybe it's been a long season of sorrow or a short season of waiting. It's hard at times to understand the seasons of our hearts, but God knows and has a purpose for each one we enter. He is the only one that can give us a new season. Cleansing. Leaving us with a revived heart. 

In my upcoming devotional and prayer guide Seasons of My Heart, I share through my personal prayers how God took a lifeless city girl and turned her into a rowdy farm girl seeking Him in the good, the bad, and the ugly. Seasons change my friend, but God is always the same. ALWAYS!

Seasons of My Heart will be available January 2016 on Amazon and here on my blog. Journey with me in a season of seeking God in everything.