For Everything There Is a Season
I sat with my cuppa Earl Grey Tea this morning, steam curling like a prayer in the cool of the day, and watched the world slowly wake up. The trees swayed in rhythm to a breeze I didn’t summon. The sky, painted soft with morning light, didn’t ask my permission before turning from gray to gold.
And it hit me again — we don’t get to pick our seasons.
Scripture says it plainly, straight out of Ecclesiastes 3:
“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up.” (vv. 1–3)
That passage has lingered with me for years. Maybe it’s lingered with you too. Especially in the quiet moments when we wonder, “Why now?” or “How long, Lord?”
Some Seasons Are Gentle, Others Gritty
There are times when everything feels like it’s blooming — new beginnings, fresh chances, laughter that comes easy.
And then there are other times…
When something once rooted deep gets pulled up.
When the walls we built start to crack.
When we ache, grieve, or feel plain worn out.
We’d all prefer the planting and building seasons. The springtimes of life.
But the breakdowns? The losses? The tear-streaked midnights?
Those seasons matter too.
A Time to Break Down… and Build Again
I’ve had my share of both. Haven’t we all?
Times when I thought something was ending, only to discover it was actually God preparing the soil for something new.
You might be in a season like that right now —
🔹 Maybe you’re healing from something that cut deep.
🔹 Maybe you’re tearing down something that no longer fits the life you’re called to live.
🔹 Maybe you’re planting seeds, unsure what (or when) the harvest will be.
Friend, let me say it plain: God hasn’t forgotten you.
His timing is seldom convenient, but it’s always right.
There’s purpose in your current chapter — even if it hasn’t fully unfolded yet.
Embrace the Season You’re In
You don’t have to rush through this.
You don’t have to have it all figured out.
Just lean into the One who holds the seasons in His hands.
Because the same God who brings the sunrise and springtime also sits with us through the storm and the winter.
A Closing Thought
So wherever this post finds you — whether in the “building up” or the “breaking down” — know this:
You’re not alone.
You’re not behind.
And you’re not forgotten.
There’s a time for every matter under heaven.
And right now? This moment?
It has meaning, too.
Grace and peace,
Jimmie
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