You hear the term ‘seasons’ and mostly think of the natural four seasons of weather, but they can also relate to life, like the different times in our lives that we call seasons, but what does it look like to miss out on some seasons?
I’m from Georgia and right about now the season of fall is starting to roll around which is my favorite season. I love everything about fall, the leaves changing, the colder temperatures rolling in, the fact that you can wear long sleeves and beanies everyday. There is just something about it that brings my heart joy. Right now I’m in Nepal, and the weather is like the end of summer but definitely not fall. It’s hot and kind of humid with sometimes a cooling breeze. This season has been hard for me because although I love the summer weather I love the fall so much more and I get stuck in the thinking that I’m missing out on all the fall things that are at home.
This time is also a season of my life where I am mourning and dancing. Yepp you read that correct, mourning but also dancing. I am learning how to navigate the mourning factors of missing home and the people at home with also learning how to dance in the fact that I am in another country serving the Lord whole heartedly.
Most recently one of my best friends welcomed Azalea Rae Coffelt into this world. I couldn’t be more thrilled, excited and proud but also sad at the same time, I cry tears of joy but also tears of sorrow that I won’t get to meet this sweet little girl for another 10 months. (It’s not that long, I get it) I know that in this season, it is okay for me to mourn and be sad that I am not there, but sometimes in life we miss out on some seasons to be apart of other things. My heart longs to be home with my family and friends but it also longs to be here serving God and the people of Nepal.
Sometimes mourning and dancing can be a difficult thing to figure out, shoot I’m still trying to learn how to do both at the same time. Somedays I wanna mourn and be whiny about why I can’t be everywhere at once or do what I think is “the best plan” for my life, somedays I dance in the fact that I am in Kathmandu, Nepal pursing God with 50 friends who push and pursue me daily.
In Ecclesiastes’s it says
“There’s an opportune time to do things, a right time for everything on the earth: A right time for birth and another for death, A right time to plant and another to reap, A right time to kill and another to heal, A right time to destroy and another to construct, A right time to cry and another to laugh, A right time to lament and another to cheer, A right time to make love and another to abstain, A right time to embrace and another to part, A right time to search and another to count your losses, A right time to hold on and another to let go, A right time to rip out and another to mend, A right time to shut up and another to speak up, A right time to love and another to hate, A right time to wage war and another to make peace.”
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 MSG
These verses literally say it all, they convey everything about seasons, there is simply a time for everything. Although I feel like mourning for the fact that I’m not home, I can choose to dance because I’m exactly where God wants me. PEACE
XOXO
Heather
