Early this past fall I took a trip to Lake Chelan in Washington and had planned to write this as soon as I returned from my trip. However, when I got home, I was diagnosed with cancer. Everything around me changed overnight, and I have spent the last month coming to terms with the season I’m in right now. It’s not bad, just
Normally, my whole family (four generations worth) gather in the summer to enjoy the cold water and summer activities. However, this year, I had the privilege of a fall visit. The difference was stark. Not just because there were only three of us in my uncle’s condo (instead of 12-15), but the whole community was calm and laid back. The summers are frenetic – lots of people, constant movement from one activity to another – swimming, hiking, putt-putt golf, tennis, and more, with the background filled with birds chirping, bees buzzing, jet-skis and boats revving and people talking, laughing and shouting with joy.
The lack of activity and noise gave me the space to take in the changing season. The trees that had given us shade and fruit this year, had one last job before resting – to fill the horizon with brilliant shades of yellow, orange and red – a feast for the eyes. As their leaves fall off, details that went unseen in the bustle of the summer stand out like significant memories to be treasured. Even as the water of the lake was receding, things that were hidden in the depth and murkiness of water in motion became vivid monuments to the surprises waiting for us yet to discover. Creation reminding me that even now God is showing me new things – hidden things.
As the nip in the air, the clouds in the sky and the shorter days encouraged me to bundle up, I was prompted to grasp hold of the moment and enjoy it by a funny little squirrel who climbed up a tree to give me a piece of his mind. He had a plan and my presence was messing that up. I find myself doing the same thing to God at times. I have a plan and He seems to mess it all up. After a few minutes of gyrating and chattering at me, the squirrel moved on with what needed to be done. I know God watches patiently as I do the same thing, but when I realize that His love and faithfulness is there for me – no matter what – I’m able to move on with life.
I’m so glad that I had time to sit back and reflect. God knew I would need to be ready for my next season. I needed to know He still had things to reveal to me and that slowing down can give me time to reflect on His greatness.
I know it can be difficult, but I pray that you can find a quiet moment to absorb the wonders of creation. God has something special to show you, too, no matter what season it is!