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This week’s word is: Farm
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We regularly drive past a strawberry field.
Every time we see that field, my two-year old daughter asks if we can go get strawberries from them.
Summer, winter, spring, fall.. it doesn’t matter to her, all she knows is that she loves strawberries and that’s where strawberries come from.
We try to explain seasons to her every time and every time she seems to understand… but then every time she forgets again.
It’s a simple concept. There are seasons. Some are growing seasons, some are harvesting seasons and others are resting seasons.
Yet she keeps on forgetting.
It sounds silly that someone can forget a concept as simple as seasons… and yet she does.
I would worry that there was something wrong with her, except I forget that there are seasons, too.
Not seasons of the year, but seasons in life.
Sometimes when it’s rest time I worry that I’m not harvesting. Sometimes when I’m growing I think it’s rest time or harvest time and fight against the growing that’s happening.
I forget that there are seasons in life all the time. Seasons in my emotions, seasons in my spiritual walk, seasons in everything.
Just as farmers know there are seasons for everything and you have to do everything in its time, so we have to remember that our lives are constantly going through seasons… and we need to do the things that are right for the season we are in.
What season are you in in your life right now?