There are happy seasons and sad seasons. There are seasons of overflowing joy and celebration, of connectedness and clarity. But there are also seasons of despair of the deepest, most agonizing kind – seasons when the world constantly seems to splinter your heart leaving you bent over from wounds of loneliness, anxiety and an overwhelming sense of worthlessness. I know both seasons well.
Translucent tears gathered in the corners of her dusty brown eyes as the distant memory of my dark night resurfaced. I had once been there. These days angst and heartache are her traveling companions, while abundant joy and wholeness have replaced the dangerous depression that once hovered over my soul.
But in your hearts set apart Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect, (1 Peter 3:15).
God has brought me through the season of the wintery night and while I don’t know what lies ahead, I know we who are His are called to pass the torch of hope onto those who have none. What season of life does this new day find you? Is it you who needs to know that joy comes in the morning or is God calling you to share His hope with someone He has placed in your life?
