this season is precious. nothing holds more value than the time spent growing and celebrating the most important relationships – Christ and family topping the list. unexpected and spontaneous opportunities are especially special when time with a loved one is threatened.
this season is chaotic. native okies are often comfortable in the face of twister season. there’s a sort of reassuring acceptance in knowing that being aware, prepared, and smart ensures that you’ll make it out okay, even if all your worldly possessions are destroyed. but as i watch debris from my surroundings swirling in every direction, i think the calm i feel is less about familiarity and more because i’m located precisely in the eye of the storm.
this season is memorable. heightened awareness sharpens the senses. mundane memories do not exist when every activity is captured in mental hi-def and stored meticulously for frequent reference.
this season is full. there’s busy, and then there’s a bulging schedule so stuffed that it could bust a seam at any moment. every tunnel has a light beckoning at the other end, but this one must be built on a curve or something, ‘cuz it’s not in sight yet.
this season is fragile. the balance is stable, yet delicate. one good shake could could cause everything to topple and shatter. threatened health, untended relationships, deferred business, and carefully controlled emotions all become more vulnerable to breakage the longer their foundation is strained.
this season is hopeful. hope that is bright and optimistic, like anticipating your number to be drawn from the hopper. not the hope that is filled with anxious dread, like crossing your fingers before stepping onto the rickety bridge. hope that is born from faith.
now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. hebrews 11:1