there is a time for everything, 
and a season for every activity under heaven: 
a time to be born and a time to die, 
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal, 
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh, 
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, 
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up, 
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend, 
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate, 
a time for war and a time for peace.
what does the worker gain from his toil?  i have seen the burden God has laid on men.  He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end.   
ecclesiastes 3:1-11

1season n  1:one of the divisions of the year (as spring or summer) 2: a special period

i am in this place in my life that i don’t even have words to desribe.  i have been here, in this season for a while.  sometimes i think about how long and i get really frustrated.  i then have to remind myself that although i am not where i want to be, i am a lot further from where i was. i know, that is so cliche, but it is so true.   and still, i feel like i am in that same season.  there are a few things i have desired for years that i have not yet come to pass.  i am of course referring to the american dream…getting married, having children, and being able to not live paycheck to paycheck.  when i was younger i felt a little foolish getting upset about stuff like that because i thought, i’m young, this is part of life, everyone goes through it and these things they will come…well, it’s years and years and years and years (plus a few more) later and i am still waiting.  for the same things i was waiting for 8 years ago.  and it’s hard.  but what is harder than that is being surrounded by people my age and younger who have the things i so desire.  and it’s not even because i am jealous of them and bitter that it hasn’t happened for me yet, so much as it just makes me feel totally and completely inadequate. i feel like there was a boat and i missed it.  i feel like i am stages behind.  20something year olds are married with kids(PLURAL) and i don’t even have a boyfriend.  it’s like i graduated college and forgot to get a job, get married, and have kids.  and thanks to society, i.e. living in the south, people can make you feel like there is something wrong with  you because didn’t marry your college sweetheart a month after graduation.  now, i just want to say despite the way i FEEL….i KNOW God loves me, i KNOW He has a plan and a purpose for my life, i KNOW His hand is on me, His presence is in my life, He continues to provide for me all the time, i KNOW that i am abundantly blessed and He extends His grace on me every single day and i am gratfeul for it.  i’m not telling you blog readers anything i have not told the Lord.  often i cry out in the words of david ”give ear to my words, o Lord, consider my sighing.  listen to my cry for help, my King and my God, for to you i pray.  in the morning, o Lord, you hear my voice; in the morning i lay my requests before you and wait in expectation.” psalm 5:1-3 

2season vb 1: to make pleasant to the taste by use of salt, pepper, or spices 2: to make (as by aging or drying) suitable for use 3: to accustom or habituate to something (as hardship) syn harden, inure, acclimatize, toughen 

while looking up the definition of season the noun, i came across the definition of season the verb.  the two coincide.  i have been questioning my season all day.  i have been crying for hours. my eyes are swollen and i can’t breathe. it is way past my bedtime.  and this simple thought has calmed me. it has given me peace and hope…
i am the verb, inside the noun.

p.s. i don’t want any funny comments about aging or drying me to make me suitable for use!!!