Seasons

The season of loss was a season of questioning, a season of wondering and a season of hurting.

But it was also a season of finding myself in You.

It was a season of trying to be enough to get myself through, giving up and giving everything to You.

It was a season of rediscovering your Glory, Your power and what You can pull me through.

It was realizing that seasons aren’t punishments, that they aren’t cruel and learning how to trust that you know what to do.

After the season of loss the season of healing began pretty soon. You mended my heart back so good that you can’t tell that it was once held together by glue.

Lord the seasons of life you give aren’t easy, but it helps me to trust in You and know that whatever it is You have the power to get me through.