May 7, 2021
Spring likes to blow in from my window. I’m so glad. I spend a lot of time in bed right now, and it’s easy to feel like I’m missing it. Who doesn’t LOVE spring? I appreciate it probably as much as I love fall. I think it’s because I adore (and yet oddly loathe) change. Winter always feels too long. Summer can feel hot and mundane if one doesn’t make use of it (I despise sweating unless I’m on the treadmill in an air conditioned YMCA). So, when spring comes around, I soak it in. Especially right now when the trees are showcasing their hint of baby green and everybody’s flowers are starting to grow. The grass is gorgeous and the sunshine is warm! We are so close to the end of the school year and SO close to Baby Boy’s appearance. SPRING is here!!
And we MIGHT even plant some strawberries!!
But with it, for some reason, there always comes funny happenings. Have you ever noticed that (as a parent, anyway) things get wild? Children are louder and more impatient. Parks are SO alluring and therefore hard to resist at every turn. Dads and moms feel on the edge of something exciting, but can’t decide how to spend their money when it comes to all of those fun summer activities: camping, road trips, sports activities, camps, and park passes. We all want to get OUT. Even more so now, feeling the after effects of Covid-19 and lockdowns here in Minnesota.
But, our family is in a season of life where everything is on hold. We might be DOING things (my poor husband is a taxi), but not a lot is actually happening. My business is at a standstill, and all I can do is sit and watch educators tell me how to do what I want to be doing. Everything goes missing: Caleb and Elyana spent a number of minutes looking for Kaylen’s second shoe today just so she could get to school. Little stomach bugs and colds crop up, just when the activities at school turn from routine to “spontaneous.”
We’re even mashing together birthday celebrations because of the current unpredictability of our baby’s timeframe. And our youngest has gotten increasingly aggressive with our poor cat. We think it’s because of baby anxiety. Never before in my life have I said SO OFTEN, “Elyana, PUT HIM DOWN!” It’s everything we can do to keep the house clean, the dishes washed, the cat fed, and the people happy.
And yet…I am SO thankful that I’ve been raised to know Scripture. When the Bible says something, it means that God MEANS something. When Scripture says “For everything there is a season,” it’s because God FULLY understands our fluctuating, unpredictable, sometimes stagnant lives. We might feel sad, but we will also feel happy again. You might feel poor, but you will also feel rich in provision and goodness again. I want to feel productive, fruitful, and busy…but today, I will glory in the gift that is rest. I am cherishing every baby kick, role, and punch. Parents of young children, you might feel SO exhausted from any and every little twist and turn these kiddos make, but someday there will be a time of sitting around a table with now-adults talking about memories and inside jokes and dreams.
There might not even be strawberries this year in our garden box, but there will be in years to come!
Sunday is Mother’s Day. For some women, this is a season of great mourning. This is a holiday that HURTS. For some, this is a day FULL of joy. It is all a part of the fluctuating reality of seasons. I promise you: Mother’s Day will not always be a day of mourning. It will not always be a day full of joy, either.
But it IS a season.
And I love the changing of seasons. Right now, I will treasure it as I gaze out the window at spring!
“For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to hate; a time for war, and a time for peace.” (Ecclesiastes 3:1-8)