Seasons of the heart

Seasons change.

Life changes.

The past year has been one of many changes for my family. We’ve suffered two deaths, weathered the acceptance of Aspergers, tackled new job responsibilities, and continued with our plans to create our dream home in the piney woods of East Texas next year.

Life is changing, that much is for sure, and I’m working hard to accept each new change with the grace and dignity He would have me to. Change is like turning a page on a fresh book…and each new chapter is beckoning me, calling my name. 

The thing is, change doesn’t always feel so great. Sometimes shrugging off the old or being forced to lay down the past and move ahead feels scary and way too big for one woman to bear. And even when the change is a good one, often times the road leading to that joyful place is one paved with many questions and uncertainties.

It’s in these moments that I can do only one thing. I remember His promise to me about these times of change…

“Fear thou not; for I {am} with thee: be not dismayed; for I {am} thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.” ~ Isaiah 41:10

The thing that doesn’t change is the fact that God stays the same. No matter what is going on, He is there.

He stands guard over the seasons. Both in this physical life and in the seasons of my heart.

Whatever changes I face, I trust that God is already there, waiting for me.

And with each change I’m learning to trust Him more.