The mint in my backyard has flowered; tiny white flowers make a wreath around the stem. I pause to wonder at the delicate loveliness.
The phlox are a bright spot of color. I can see them from my kitchen window.
The elderberries are getting ripe. I will make elderberry juice/syrup from them.
The flowers are blooming. The vegetables and fruit are ripening. It is the bounty of summer. And then autumn will come. Again.
The rhythm of the seasons provides order to our lives and points to God’s faithfulness. After the great flood God made a promise to Noah.
While the earth remains, seed time and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night, shall not cease. Genesis 8:22
God is sovereign over the earth and we can trust his promise.
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There are season of the year and seasons of life.
Being transformed from a young professional to a mother . . .
The wonder of motherhood and being stretched in mind and body.
So quickly the days scurry by with play groups, preschool and kindergarten. The joy and fatigue of running with young children.
Like a hurricane unexpected and unwanted illness blows into our life. A year plus of chemo . . . then all attention focused on bone marrow transplant and hope is on a roller coaster.
I enter a season of grief.
Pregnant again and almost 40.
Moving forward with new life. I treasure another season of nurture.This time neighbor children playing at our home and once again volunteering at the local elementary school.
Now an older parent. The boyfriends and girlfriends have come to our home.Late night discussions about friends, books, viewpoints . . .
Weddings and son-in-laws . . . and then a daughter-in-law. We are so blessed with our expanding family.
Every season of life is better with faith in God.
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