A few years ago I realized that these times when everything that can go wrong does are seasons, passages of time that occur in every life. Seasons are not permanent. Just as Spring becomes Summer and Summer turns into Autumn and Autumn into Winter; we have seasons in our lives: of frustration, of being alone, of joy, and wonder, etc. etc.
One thing all seasons have in common: sunshine and rain. Perhaps not in equal measure every time, but both are present some of the time. Seldom do we go through an entire season without one or the other.
Currently our earthly season is summer. Where spring was a bit dry and a little too full of sunshine and wind, summer has brought a nice measure of rain. Right now, looking out over my lawn, I see green grass, new grass recently grown. Two months ago, the lawn was dry, brown and parched. The combination of rain and sunshine brought forth that new growth.
And looking at that green lawn, I've realized something that had eluded me until now...I need the rain in my life, these seasons of frustration and hurt that sometimes come along. I need them so that when the sun shines, I can grow and be fresh and new once more. Suddenly the idea of praying for rain takes on a whole new meaning to me. I pray that I remember in the midst of a season of blessings, to pray for rain, so that I can grow in those wonderful, "all is right with my world" times as well as through the troubled seasons.
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