It's Been A While - Seasons Change...

It’s Been A While - Seasons Change…

Waking up to the coolness of this morning was the indicator, not just because it’s the day after Labor Day and the signaling that the end of summer is hastening to a close.

The touch of briskness brought in a welcomed change and then the newly planted seed of expectation was uprooted because just as quickly as the soil of praise was distributed a thought came into my head and whispered, “It’s Been A While…”  “Another season has come and gone and you are still waiting on the promise of God.”  “How much longer are you willing to wait?”  “The fall season is starting and winter will be upon us before you see a leaf change and fall to the ground”  “Do you still think that he will do it, will he honor his word?”

I have been waiting years for God to bring to pass what he had placed in my heard nearly ten years ago, and I am still faithfully awaiting its arrival. 

Season after season have come and gone and repeated in succession as a reminder that I am still waiting.  Then God reminded me that the same seasons that are repetitive are the indication that he is still at work and on the throne.  The seasons are the reminder that he will do what he said because his word says, “While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.”  And they haven’t, therefore, I can trust in the same God that made that promise to bring about the one given to me – it’s my indicator that God is indeed faithful.

God’s word is a weapon to fight the good fight of faith, it’s a strong tower and refuge, it’s an anchor of strength for our weary and weathered souls, and rock to stand on when all else seems to be failing and falling around us; his word is all that we need, whatever it is that we need it to be. 

He gave us his word both literally and figuratively speaking.  He is the word and the word also dwells among us, and in us.  Trust in what you do and don’t see; faith is the substance of things hoped for (which you don’t see), and the evidence (the seen), of things not seen.