Kurt Stratton posted this in his Daily Muse today.  It touched me deeply so I thought that I’d pass it on to the rest of you…

“I am the springtime, when everything seems so fine.

Whether rain or sunshine, you will find me playing.

Days full of pretending.

When a dime is a lot to be spending.

A time when life is beginning.

I am the springtime.

 

I am the summer. When the days are warm and longer.

When the call comes to wander, but I can’t go far from home.

When the girls become a mystery.

When you’re barely passing history.

And thinking old is when you’re thirty.

I am the summer.

 

And I am the autumn days. When changes come so many ways.

Looking back I stand amazed that time has gone so quickly.

When love is more than feelings.

It’s fixing bikes and painting ceilings.

It’s when you feel a cold wind coming.

I am the autumn days.

 

I am the winter. When days are cold and bitter.

And the days I can remember number more than the days to come.

When you ride, instead of walking.

When you barely hear the talking.

And goodbyes are said too often.

I am the winter…

But I’ll see springtime in heaven,

and it will last forever.”

From Seasons of a Man, Steve and Annie Chapman.

 

“To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die…” (Eccl. 3:1,2).

Whatever season you find yourself in today, may you not waste your time sobbing over the past, or fretting about the future…but embracing “the day the Lord has made.”