Monday, September 18, 2017

Special Needs: Every Season Has a Purpose

To everything there is a season; a time for every purpose under heaven. 
Ecclesiastes 3:1, Berean Study Bible

Spiced pumpkin bread, apple cinnamon candles, crisp evenings, and a few bold yellow and crimson leaves signal summer is turning to autumn yet again. Like an old song by the Byrds declares, “To everything there is a season — Turn, Turn, Turn.” 

These days, it seems more like spin, spin, spin instead of turn. I can definitely miss the purpose in the turnings if I'm not intentionally aware. 

Every.Road.Trip! What parent hasn’t been asked, “Are we there, yet?”

Impatience wants the trip over to enjoy the arrival to the destination. 

Have your kids ever complained while doing chores? “Are we done, yet?”

Frustration or perhaps laziness, wants to to do life the easy way.  

Not yet. Patience. Wisdom. Work. Understanding. 

Seasons come and seasons go. I'm called to contemplate the beauty and purpose of each current season. 

When Bethany was born with Down Syndrome, I became acclimated to the “slower” turnings of life. I had more time to ponder the purposes and ultimate meaning of life. I had more time to celebrate each little victory. 

Bethany’s “turns” may be slower but when that season arrives in full, it is simply glorious. For example, when her two and three words finally became full sentences, it was like spring had sprung after a long, difficult winter. We watch her “not yets” become “now I can.” 

Each new accomplishment, every new understanding, has its thrilling “turn.”  

My takeaway? Embrace the season I'm in now, because my "not yets" will be fully realized in God's times, plans and purposes.  

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There is a purpose under heaven for every life and every season. I can't just let life happen. I don't want to wish it away. I'm learning to dig for God’s purposes like I'm digging for gold! I've learned, every season holds some bummers but more beauty than I can contain. When I find Him in every season, I've found everything. Eureka! 

Rejoicing in the beauty of “not yet.” When Bethany asks me (50 times) if we’re there yet, my standard answer has become, “No, but we’re getting there.” 

“Mom, can I get my driver’s license?” 

“Not yet, but you’re getting closer! You’ll just have to keep practicing and learning.” 

“Mom, can I get married?” 

“Not yet. We have to pray for the right guy to come into your life at the right time. Let’s just enjoy today and trust God for your future.” 

I’m not much different. 

“God, would you please un-complicate my life? I need it to be simpler and easier, please!” 

“Not yet! I haven’t fully worked out My purposes in your life. There is a right time for everything, and I accomplish all things in My perfect time. You’re getting there – I’m with you – now let’s enjoy the journey and remember, the best is yet to come.”

Pray: Father in heaven, thank you for the turn of each season in our lives. Help us look for your purposes, embrace the lessons, and enjoy our journey. Thank you for the promise that one day our “not yets” will be fulfilled in You. In Jesus Name. Amen.

Cindy Barclay