The Seasons of Life

“How blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked, nor stand in the path of sinners, nor sit in the seat of scoffers! But his delight is in the law of the LORD, and in His law he meditates day and night. He will be like a tree firmly planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in its season and its leaf does not wither; and in whatever he does, he prospers.”  Psalm 1:1-3

Photo by Stanley Howe
Photo by Stanley Howe

 We live in such a busy society and are a people constantly on the move. The idea of staying put is so foreign to most of us. I know I’m certainly better at the going part of life.

But, in this passage, the blessings to be had come from stopping. Resting. Being planted. By a river of water.

For a tree, that is a pretty essential life-giving sustenance. As a result of that planting, the healthy tree yields fruit. Without trying.

In the fall, many people go apple picking and fill baskets with this fruit of the season. But as the nip of a winter wind whips the tree, and the apples are all plucked from the last branch, the tree is left barren and forlorn.

An apple tree in the dead of winter is an ugly looking thing. The branches undressed, their ragged nakedness for all to see. It looks dead.

But it isn’t dead.

It just isn’t the tree’s season to produce lovely.

But that doesn’t mean the tree is dead. It is after all, still planted by that stream of water. It is still very much alive on the inside.

The cold may stop the leaves from bursting out, but internally, it is being nourished.

If you’ve ever experienced a harsh winter, the freezing cold can feel like the “always winter but never Christmas” of Narnia. But as God is faithful, a warm spring does come again.

And with the new season, little green sprouts bud out of barren branches. Soon after that, comes the fruit.

Some of us are in such a warm Spring season of life, speckled with new growth. The best is coming and the expectation of fruit evident. After a long winter, you are eager.

Share your beauty.

You display to others a picture of growth and delicate beauty juxtaposition against the old and dry parts that provide strength. You give those in the Winter, hope.

For others, you are in the heat of Summer. A ripe and abundant fruit-bearing season of life. This is your bursting forth time to produce what you were designed to give.

Share your fruit.

Produce well and in abundance. Be healthy and strong. Let others see what a nourished soul looks like.

But for some, your life is in a harsh Winter. You feel dead and stripped barren. You’ve been cold for so long, it is all you can do to brace yourself against the bitter gusts that wrack your dry bones.

Share your pain.

Like a grove of Aspens, we are each an individual tree but our root system connects us. The same River of water that nourishes your soul, nourishes mine. Receive it. Marinate yourself in the Word. Meditate on it.

Let the refreshing, life giving Water do its work so that when it is your summer season, you will produce with abundance.

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