Seasons of My Life

   As I was driving down the road, passing barren trees, and falling leaves, the rain sprinkled across my windshield. It brought on the thought of the constant changing weather. The really hot, sweating weather we've had, to the perfect warmth with a breeze weather, to the rainy, chilly weather we have now. I've come to realize that my life really does have its seasons. I believe we all go through seasons.

   Nature has a very similar life to ours, in the sense of seasons, except the fact that handle it with ease due to their adaptive qualities. We can't exactly prepare ourselves for the seasons we go through. Their not in perfect timing like that of the yearly seasons.

   I find a tree, snapped in half, lying in the street. A minor mishap in the life of this tree. Soon enough, the tree will be cut down and moved off the road. Within a week, no one will remember the tree was ever there and within a year, it'll be forgotten forever. We all have these incidents that are easy to forget. Sometimes though, we have seasons that remain scars forever in our minds.

   I was told a story in high school that I've never been able to forget. It wasn't a story in my season but a story in someone else's. There was a family going home from church one morning. The infant was in the backseat of the van crying so mom went to the back to comfort the child. As the father kept driving, the most unbelievable thing occurred. A tree had fallen at the perfect time, angle, speed to hit the back of the van and end the lives of two wonderful people. This man lost his family in one second. This created a new season in his life that will change it forever.

   Seasons are meant for change and growth. In Spring/Summer, the flowers and trees bloom. In Fall/Winter, the leaves fall and the flowers die. Our seasons are very similar. We have our ups and downs, we have our broken hearts and depressions. We also have our joys and elated times. If we never encountered hardships, we would have no need to grow. We'd be the same ALL the time. Every time we go through something difficult, we get out of it stronger. Our characters change and we mold into a different self. If we never grew, we'd never encounter this growing process. Life is all about change, growing, learning, living.

   I have to remind myself that hard times are good. Pain makes me thankful for happiness. When I lose everything, I'm more thankful for the things I gain. Everything we encounter has a different meaning and our minds are opened to new things. I'm glad life isn't constant and consistent.

Bring on the seasons!