17 Aug
Notice and Shift

It’s the middle of August. To my previous understanding, August is definitively summer. Truth is, though, in Wyoming August is autumn—and if I fail to notice or blink too quickly I miss autumn altogether and land squarely in the throes of winter.

Today I arrived at the park and these few branches caught my attention. “Watch for the signs,” my heart whispered, “the timing and transitions of your life are different from others’.” This scripture surfaced:

“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: 

a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.”‭‭ (Ec‬ ‭3‬:‭1‬-‭8)

‬I don’t know the timing of your life or season, but I do know that God is poised to meet you in it and guide you through it. I’m personally not interested in heading into transition, but the signs are there and it’s better for me to heed them than ignore them. Time to pull out my sweaters.

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