Welcome to Trace’s Space. Weather, is it really that predictable or do the Forecasters just get lucky? The weather this season (Spring) has been all over the place. We have had summer like days, and snow, ice and hail. Sometimes all In the same day. If one was inclined to believe that there really is a Mother Nature, they would very much want to label her bipolar.
To some degree of accuracy, the local weather guys have done a good job getting a handle on their forcasts, a shout out to them, but can you imagine their surprise when morning after morning well into March, they were still predicting snow, several inches at that. It was blustery, it was cold, then boom it happened, spring finally made an appearance.
Like a long lost friend the sunshine finally returned and the trees decided to bud. Flowers started blooming and the lilac bushes have avoided frost. Children are gleefully playing out until dark, and the grills are releasing the aroma of wonderful dinners being prepared. Yes, Spring has sprung!
See the seasons here in Western Pennsylvania are so unpredictable. You never know what you are going to get. Even though by date they are defined, they come and go, and are never exactly the same.
As is with life. I am quite sure that most of us would desire that any season we walk through be well defined. I am sure we would be content with our ducks being simply in line, the row not mattering much. We find unpredictability uncomfortable, we do not marvel at the constant changes and while most folks tend to find a way to just roll with it, for some the struggle is way beyond real. Life is constantly throwing stuff our way, and whether we encounter a bright sun shiney day or a hail storm, finding balance is the key to finding contentment.
Some of us have preferred seasons. I myself favor autumn, I love the temperature, you know the chilly sunny days, and the vibrant colors, the deep reds and oranges, purples and browns. While I recognize that the appearance of the colors indicate the follage of summer is dying off, there is hope that when Spring returns that rebirth will take place.
See we have to have to experience a season of death (in the spiritual sense) in order for rebirth in our lives to take place. Sometimes the things we hold onto are just as beautiful as the colors of fall, but there comes a time that we have to let it go. Letting go is hard. Holding on is easy.
I went skiing once. I would love to tell you it was wonderful, it it was not! I had no clue, see you have to have some knowledge of skiing before you attempt the mountain, that I did not have, I couldn’t stand on roller skates let alone skis. The folks I was having this adventure with had skill, they had been before. So they told me that I would be skipping the basic skill training and going right up the mountain, their reasoning was, just like learning to ride a bike, all you need is a little push. A true indicator this was going to be a fail could have been when I lost my ski and they had to stop the lift to retrieve it.
So up the mountain we went. Did I mention the temperature was -15 F and the wind was blowing and so was the snow, not the snow on the mountain, that was fully packed, and felt it like cement when I fell, immediately after leaving the lift. So my friends instructed me on how to ski, and off they went. Yes they passed me three times as I attempted to roll down the mountain. I would ski about ten feet and fall, my skis would cross and fall off. But I was determined to make it down the mountain.
Did I make it down the mountain? Yep, via the emergency medical/rescue team. About half way down they came for me. The medic said, hey we’ve been watching you for a while and we just can’t watch it any longer. So they loaded me in the rescue basket and down the mountain I went, backwards and very quickly.
My friends when they finally met up with me in the bar of the ski lodge, found this hysterically funny. Me, not so much. It’s very funny now, but then I was tired, cold and bruised. My pride was damaged because I had to be rescued, and also my feelings were hurt because they just left me on the side of a mountain. In their defense I don’t think they thought I would struggle, they had hope in my skill, and ability to catch on. They had never been skiing with anyone like me before! Lol
I wanted to keep on going, I was going to make it on my own, but that was not wise. I had to trust the experts when they said, enough!
God does that you know, He will let you know when it’s enough, and when He is Enough. He will let your heart know when it’s time to give up and give Him opportunity, when it is time to let that thing you’ve been holding onto die.
For some it’s physical, really, I’ve lived with this ailment for so long it’s okay. For some it’s mental, you know when you convince yourself it’s just me. It’s a multitude of things that we don’t have to suffer with because God truly wants to rid us of it. He wants us to fully trust Him and let it go!
It is then that we are in that season of dying to ourselves and opening our hearts to rebirth.
What ever your struggle, God is with you.
So now that Spring has arrived, and Summer is quickly approaching, enjoy the newness and freshness of this season, and know that something may have had to die in order to fill this season with new life!
Sit back and breathe, and simply thank God, for His voice and His wisdom surrounds us.
See you next time!
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