Yesterday my favorite associate pastor preached the sermon while our senior pastor was out on vacation. He spoke about seasons of life, how to recognize them. And it occurred to me that I’m enduring a personal winter – life is a cold, lonely, and lifeless. But part of the challenge and joy of winter is finding a warm fire and surrounding yourself with people you love.
A dear friend reminded me that when a tree sheds its leaves and becomes dormant, it is nourished from its deep roots. “You have deep roots,” she whispered. “It’s going to be ok.” And she held my hand for the rest of service.
When it feels like nothing will ever change, it is promising to know that Spring is coming.