Seasons of Life

Life is a dance with its rhythms and melodies. I wish that was original with me, but it can't be. The symbolism is too obvious. The song sometimes is in the minor key and the dance is slow and difficult, and sometimes the song is bright and cheerful with a beautiful fast swing dance. We generally don't get to choose the song that is played but we do get to choose how we respond to that music. The only thing that matters is that we listen for the music. As long as we let God be the choreographer it doesn't matter about the music, or the dance, or even how well we dance.

There are natural seasons of life just like the seasons of the year. We have winters where the song is slow with dark strains of low strings. Spring comes to speed up the tempo and bring in the higher strings and reeds. Summer is a bright, up tempo song with lots of brass and the holidays follow with it's broad, rich, majestic organ music. Our lives do the same thing except there is no guarantee of each season only lasting 3 months. No matter which season we are in or what music we hear, God is the composer and more - he makes the instruments, the music and the dance itself. We can find great comfort in that.