It’s amazing what a little time to think and a little time with God will do for you. I will be the first to admit that over the last few months of working full time again I have slacked off significantly in my time spent with the Lord. This in and of itself causes me to feel unfulfilled. Add to that the fact that I haven’t spent as much time pursuing my own passions will leave me a lot unfulfilled. For me my time with God and my passions go hand in hand. After all He is who leads me, puts the desire in my heart and keeps me striving long after I feel defeated.
A few weeks ago I was given the opportunity to speak at a women’s conference. The first one I have spoken at in quite some time. Speaking used to be a monthly occurrence for me, but it has long since been put on the back burner. But it is amazing how when something is your gift, your passion the ability to do it just comes right back. God steps in and gives you words and thoughts you never even knew you had in you.
I spoke on the topic of seasons and blessings. . . Hears a short excerpt:
We should make the most of the season of life we are in right now. This can be difficult. Often we look around us and we are confused as to why we are in one season of life and yet our friend, coworker, or neighbor is in a different season. We may long to be in their season instead of our own.
We must remember that we are not the ones in control. God is in control. Just like he controls the changing of the seasons we experience here on Earth, he controls the seasons of our lives. Daniel 2:21, “God controls the times and the seasons. He makes and unmakes kings.” Now the difficult thing about the seasons of life for us are, we know the seasons of life are coming, and there is not one of us will miss them. We know these different things are going to happen to us at some point in our life, but we have no control over when they come.
I can remember right after I had my second child, my daughter Lily, I unexpectedly discovered that I was pregnant with my third child, Brady. Lily was only 8 months old. To say that I was surprised was an understatement. My husband and I thought our little family was complete, but God had other plans. God was the one in control.
As a bit of a control freak, there have been other times in my life that I found it difficult to realize that I wasn’t in control. These times often for me have included waiting.
Waiting is a season of life. Why is it so difficult to wait? Because we have no longer have control. Things happen, circumstances occur, that we have absolutely nothing to do with, and we are victims of those circumstances in a sense, and yet we’re not victims, because we need to understand that waiting for answered prayer, waiting for God to do a certain thing, waiting for a certain goal to be reached, waiting for a certain thing to happen in our lives is a part of the season of life.
And the seasons of life happen very suddenly; they change very quickly. You’re in one season of life, and all of a sudden something occurs, and you’re in a totally different season.
Going back to the story about my children, I thought after I had Lily that the baby stage would soon be past and I would be a mom of children who would soon be able to do more for themselves. Boy was I wrong! This was something I had to wait on.
At that time I desired to stay at home with my children. I didn’t like the idea of putting them into daycare. So that’s exactly what I did. Those years were difficult. Financially we struggled to get by, but God always provided (which is a different testimony all in itself).
I knew that one day I would be able to help provide financially for my family. But that was a different season of my life that had yet to come . .
As I stand here in the midst of the season I had longed for I look back and realize how much I should never take any season of my life for granted. However, there is one thing I hope to gain and to also encourage others to do.
Do not ever believe that just because you are in a season and that it is difficult that God is not working in and through you, that you cannot be about his business, that you cannot use your gifts even in the midst of that season.
I believe this is where discouragement begins to creep in and the devil begins to have his way.
That is when doubt and fear take over and we become dismayed. I don’t want to become dismayed . . . I hope you won’t either.