It has been a mild Winter here this year. As for cycling, I had gotten off to a great year of getting miles in. In fact, my best January ever. We had a hint of Spring most of the year. Then it hit… a COLD snap that I wasn’t expecting nor desiring. It had felt so good all year until we had a blast of winter. I pushed through some of the cold and stayed on the bicycle. I also ended up sick for about 3 weeks or so and the cough still lingers.
I stood outside just as the sun was beginning to rise Saturday morning. The noise that filled the air was music to my ears and brought a smile upon my face as I stood there sipping on my coffee. I couldn’t help but be reminded of Matthew 6:26.
Look at the birds, free and unfettered, not tied down to a job description, careless in the care of God. And you count far more to him than birds. (The Message).
My body was getting accustomed to the mild temperatures this winter just to be shocked by the normal temperatures of winter – I considered my own life as I listened this morning.
Seasons come and go. The good, the bad, the ugly, the pretty, the unwanted, the challenges, the miracles, the blessings, the growth, and death are all a part of life. None of it should ever really catch us off guard. But for some reason it does and we experience a various array of emotions in response to the circumstance. We get comfortable in our seasons. And when the turbulence in the atmosphere occurs at the change of a season we run, hide, and seek shelter from the approaching storm.
Earlier this week I saw on Facebook that my wife stated, “Why does life have to be so hard?” Yes, we are in the midst of a tough season in life. Doctor visits, dentists, car wreck, 3 cars that have broken down (make that 4 since I started writing this), bills, etc. Yet, I sit here and consider the good health, the miracle of no injury in that totaled Honda… there is good in the midst of the tough season we walk through. Even as I held my youngest daughter the other night as she was sick and sleeping – I cherished the moment.
I know holding her won’t always be an option when she is sick. She will grow out of kindergarten, go to elementary school, high school, college, and eventually get married… That’s what the others have done. With each changing of the season they grow up. They experience new normals in life and they too will grow from the changing of seasons. I know she was comforted as I held her and I found much joy in the moment.
I can’t help but think God feels much the same way when we relax and surrender to His loving arms and let Him hold us when we are going through a tough time. No, I didn’t do anything to heal my daughter. I prayed over her, held her, and was there with her as she went through that moment of sickness. Some times God intervenes in our lives and provides the miraculous for His purposes in our lives. Other times I think He sits with us as I did my daughter and comforts us through the situation.
Wherever you find yourself today. Remember, just as the birds of the air: don’t sow, reap, or gather into barns… our heavenly Father feeds them and takes care of them. This Spring take a moment to sit quietly by yourself and listen to the birds of the air and let Him speak to you.
How much more will he take care of you and I?