Monday, October 29, 2012

Seasons of Change

So...with those four catch up posts, it brings my life pretty much up to date! One important part of this summer was missing, though, in the past few posts. Mainly because I just didn't know how to talk about it here. But it has been a huge part of what God has been teaching me--about myself and about God's character. I want this blog to be an accurate picture of my life...including the wonderful times as well as the difficult ones. Just like the physical seasons that come and go, sometimes there are things that happen in life that come for a season. It was like that this summer with a special friend that God brought into my life. A season of planting and gardens, of conversations and growing, of memories shared, and mainly of a common faith in God's sovereign plan for our lives. "For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what has been planted; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance...." Ecclesiastes 3

I am confident in God's sovereign plan for my life!I have been meditating on the words of this song.
And the words of this song...Dear refuge of my weary soul, on Thee when sorrows rise, On Thee when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies...
To Thee I tell each rising grief, for Thou alone can heal; Thy Word can bring a sweet relief for every pain I feel.
How thankful I am that even in the changing seasons of life, I have a confident hope in the One who never changes... 
"I the LORD, do not change!" Malachai 3:6
"But I call this to mind, and therefore I have hope: The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness!" Lamentations 3:21-23

1 comment:

  1. Ruth,
    Thanks for the words of comfort that every believer in Jesus can cling to. The shots of nature really spoke of God's tender yet massive love for us. Looking forward to seeing you again, whenever that may be. Love, Mrs. Wilson

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