At last

So its almost the end of the month, January, that cold long month between Christmas and the next pay day. You’ve eked out all the food you had, eaten all the left overs, with some interesting menus as a result, squeezed the last drop of petrol out of your car and are just waiting for the next pay day to hit your bank account.

And finally its within sight, only a day or two to go and you can breathe again for a while. As if all the struggles to survive weren’t enough for some there have been major health problems, serious issues with cancer and surgery; for some bereavements and the painful loss of dearly loved ones; for others there have been different losses, marriages, jobs, homes.

But also at the end of this long, and for many depressing month, there is a marked change in the season too. The sky stays lighter just that little bit longer each evening and the shoots of spring flowers are poking through the cold wet earth. Spring is coming, almost imperceptibly at first but you can almost begin to smell it in the air. Of course we could still have snow yet, its not unknown, but lets hope not.

Winter isn’t quite over but it is surely passing, just as all the seasons pass from one into another. Our lives have seasons too, for some winter has come or has already been around for what seems like a very long time, for others things have turned a corner and spring is here with the promise of new beginnings, new life, new starts.

Others are in the heat of summer, living life to the full and all seems to be within their grasp. And for others autumn comes, either as a welcome relief to the heat and bustle of summer, with the promise of rest and fruitfulness or as a part of the journey into more senior years of life.

Whichever season you are in, it will pass as the seasons never fail to do. We need the changing rhythms of the earth to balance our lives, to give us the chance to work, rest and play. We need to leave one to appreciate the next.

May be your waiting for something or someone, but maybe it isn’t that season yet. Don’t worry there is a season for everything. I like these well known words from the Bible about there being a right time for everything.

Ecclesiastes 3

A Time for Everything

 1 For everything there is a season, 
      a time for every activity under heaven. 
 2 A time to be born and a time to die. 
      A time to plant and a time to harvest. 
 3 A time to kill and a time to heal. 
      A time to tear down and a time to build up. 
 4 A time to cry and a time to laugh. 
      A time to grieve and a time to dance. 
 5 A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones. 
      A time to embrace and a time to turn away. 
 6 A time to search and a time to quit searching. 
      A time to keep and a time to throw away. 
 7 A time to tear and a time to mend. 
      A time to be quiet and a time to speak. 
 8 A time to love and a time to hate. 
      A time for war and a time for peace.

With love

Alice 

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About alicesapplesofgold

I'm a mother and grandmother, though not so old, and live in one of the most beautiful places in the country, Cornwall. fortunate enough to live by the sea I never want to be too far away from its sight and sound. I love music, words, painting, life, my family, my friends and most of all my faith. I live on the same roller coaster as everyone else but love to encourage others, support them when they're struggling and most of all want to have made a difference to the world by the time I leave it. I believe faith is an intimate part of everyday life and seek to relate the ordinary to the divine. It is the encouragement of others that has brought me to this point.
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