The season of life we find ourselves in is a fascinating one. Many of us are looking forward to spring’s arrival. To see new life, feel new energy, and find joy in watching things burst forth from the shell they created over winter. But do we get so caught up in the coming of spring that we lose the focus of this season of life?
Life has a rhythm, and part of that rhythm includes winter. A time when things have died, when the winds have overcome, the leaves fallen, and life seems far from us. But it is a crucial season. One that enriches the soil and makes way for new life.
New life planted, new life sprouting, new life harvested, and life consumed. It’s a pattern. Winter is when life is consumed. Our growth, our sustenance is dependent on life that was, not life that is coming.
It is often this season that many feel most connected to God. When we acknowledge that there is suffering that brings life. That there is a season to reflect not just on the coming hope, not just on the promised reward, not just on the feeling of energy and life…but at time to reflect on the cost of that life. The cost paid by another. The death that brings forth all new life.
Spend the rest of this season, not just in anticipation of spring, not just in anticipation of Resurrection, but in communion with a God who paid a price, suffered, even died so that life could be possible for us. Without this season, life would not be possible.
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