There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens
This summer has been a season of rainy days. Although I was expecting hot days at the pool and endless cookouts, I am spending most of my summer praying that it doesn’t flood again. The Bible teaches that there is a time and season for everything. I can agree with this, and even shout an “Amen” when the verse is quoted. The thing is, I’ve noticed something about my heart and mind. I don’t mind that there are different seasons, but I have a pretty stubborn notion of what should happen in each season, and in what order those seasons should come. Despite what I want, the sunshine and the rain are out of my control. All I can do is build a nice roof and have my sump pump ready.
As Christians we often talk about “surrendering control to God”. It’s kind of a hilarious concept if you think about it, though. It doesn’t matter how much I want the rain to stop, it’s going to rain regardless of how I feel. I could surrender to the storms, but I really never had any power to surrender to begin with.
Human nature desires control and knowledge. From the beginning of time humanity wanted to be like God and know all things. We want to know when the pain will go away, when the sickness will be healed, when the war will be over, and when the next battle will begin. Even more than wanting to know WHEN, we want to decide WHAT. Thank You Jesus that You reserve that kind of power for Yourself!
When it comes to the times and the seasons of life, I have to accept that my way isn’t THE WAY. I shouldn’t be shocked when summer is rainy, spring is snowy, fall is sweaty, and winter is muddy. Looking out my window, I can see the clouds starting to darken again. What can I do? It would be cliché to go dance in the rain…but maybe that’s exactly what needs to be done.