Seasons

It is winter time here in Botswana. It took me a little while to get used to having winter during the months that are summertime in America and vice versa. In my mind, June and July were supposed to be hot months, but the temperatures at night get pretty chilly here this time of year. It was a nice change to get to wear jackets and long sleeve shirts after many months of burning heat and dripping sweat. I like winter time here. It isn't frigid but it does get nippy. After a few months of the cold, though, I start to miss summer. God was so creative when he made different seasons for us to enjoy. I appreciate the changing seasons so much. 

Another type of season that we get to experience is the changing seasons of our life as time ticks by day after day. There are the seasons of childhood, of growing up, of adulthood, perhaps of being parents and then grandparents. There are the seasons of having this job or that job, of living in this place or that place, of going through this struggle or that struggle. Every one of us has different seasons that we go through on this journey called life. Some seasons we love and wish they would go on forever, but other ones we hate and pray for them to end as soon as possible. Every season has at least two similarities, and they are that no matter what sort of season it is there are lessons to be learned and that a season by its very definition is only temporary. 

Living in Botswana has been my most recent season of life, at least in the broad sense of the word. But very shortly the times will be changing and I will be moving forward to a new season. Only one month remains of my time in Botswana before I depart to move back across the ocean to America. It will be a new season with new and exciting changes, and I am looking forward to all that it will bring. 

"For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven." (Ecclesiastes 3:1)