“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:,” Ecclesiastes 3:1
You’ve probably heard this verse at least once in some form or fashion. Perhaps, this “saying” has been overused in your life and seems more like a cliche rather than the precious word of God that is. Either way…this verse couldn’t be more alive to me in this exact moment of my life.
Three weeks ago I gave birth to my 3rd child, a baby boy, and he couldn’t be more perfect. HOWEVER, I find myself in this new season that I honestly don’t want to experience again. Let’s backtrack a bit…
When I first found out I was pregnant, I was devastated because I was content with my 2 daughters and our family of 4. The day before I took a positive pregnancy test, I admitted to my husband that I was depressed and wanted to see my doctor in hopes of getting medication to help with symptoms. I had battled depression and anxiety in the past, and knew that medications could help be a temporary solution. I was finally going to focus on myself and becoming healthier. I fell to my knees and cried out to God after seeing that positive sign on the pregnancy test. I knew that I wasn’t in the emotional, mental, or spiritual place to be pregnant, but I knew that I had to trust that this was God’s plan for me, my marriage, and my family.
Moving back to present time…I’m finding myself wishing that I could press the fast forward button and be past the infancy stage with my baby boy. I find myself longing for “normalcy” and pushing down anxiety that is attempting to rise up within me. I find myself drowning because I’m out of some type of routine (I thrive on routine). But when I can take a deep breath and have a silent moment, I find myself remembering Ecclesiastes 3 and acknowledging that I’m in this perfect season that God has chosen me to be in. Why? Because He knows me best, and because He trusts me to be able to do this.
A few weeks ago my cousin posted a picture of her devotional on Snapchat, and it was exactly what I needed to read (I took a screenshot and reread it almost daily):
April 15 (Devotional) TRUST Me, and don’t be afraid. Many things seem out of control. Your routines are not running smoothly. You tend to feel more secure when your life is predictable. Let Me lead you to the rock that is higher than you and your circumstances. Take refuge in the shelter of My wings, where you are absolutely secure.When you are shaken out of your comfortable routines, grab my hand tightly and look for growth opportunities. Instead of him moaning the loss of your comfort, except the challenge of something new. I lead you on from glory to glory, making you fit for My kingdom. Say yes to the ways I work in your life. Trust Me, and do not be afraid.Isaiah 12:2; Psalm 61:2-4; 2 Corinthians 3:18
God has an incredible sometimes miraculous way of letting us know that He sees us and He hears us. I had a jaw dropping moment when I read this post, and I immediately felt God’s love surround me. Although I’m barely stepping over the starting line of this new season, I trust that God is holding me and that the Holy Spirit will guide me and comfort me in the journey. So, if you are in a season that you don’t particularly want to be in, or you find yourself in a season that feels to0 long or was too short, let’s believe together that God is using this time in our lives to challenge us and to help us grow for His purpose…to grow His kingdom.
Nesting in his presence 