From where I live, nature doesn’t change colors, Thanksgiving and Halloween are not celebrated or layered warm clothes are fashion misfits. Yet, it had been a dream that someday I would experience such privileges. And that “SOMEDAY” happened in two consecutive years when the Lord gifted Bob and me trips to Europe and the Americas to witness the season I had my heart set on.
Though I am undeserving of such awesome grace, my gratitude never ceases every moment that a thought of the grandeur I saw of God’s seasons and changes play in my mind a beautiful harmony of praising HIM with all my heart for His faithfulness and love.
Seasons come and go with or without significant changes. Yet, each passing moment brings us closer to the time that our lives will be made complete in faith, finishing the race that has been set before us. May we not be caught unprepared but always ready in victory over the promise of a changed life in Christ alone.
In any season, allow God’s love to continue to stand as a beacon of hope for all of us, changing us to the very image of His Son, Jesus, today and for always.