A New Season....

There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven---
A time to give birth ad a time to die;
a time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted.
a time to kill and a time to heal;
a time to tear down and a time to build up.
a time to weep and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn and a time to dance.
a time to throw stones and a time to gather stones;
a time to embrace and a time to shun embracing.
a time to search and a time to give up as lost;
a time to keep and a time to throw away.
a time to tear apart and a time to sew together;
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. Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

This scripture reminds us that we have different seasons in our lifetime.
The longer I live, the more I see it, and the more I know it's true:)

I took a season off from writing on this blog...

As a POM, since my missionary family has been on furlough, I have had a season for
enjoyment and contentment at having them in the states.
We've had a time to reconnect with our grandchildren and gotten to know each one of them better, while
they have gotten to know us better...

They have had a time of rest from their translation, and a time of reconnecting with the USA and all it has to offer...

After the holidays are over we will have a time of refocus...
a new time to focus back to translation, and the difficult preparation it takes to pack and ship for going back...
a time for me to prepare to let them go again.....

I started this blog as a means to express some of my feelings about being a Parent of a Missionary, and a Long Distance Grandma.
Over the years, I have expressed seasons of joy , pride, prayer, happiness, thankfulness, praise, missing, pain, sorrow, and anxiety.
All these emotions are part of being human and of living in a fallen earth, and as a mom and grandma I have these emotions for my family that lives here as well as my missionary family.
God has created us to feel.

One thing I have learned through the experience of these different seasons is that there is one thing I can know for sure that I have as an anchor of the soul, a hope both sure and steadfast.
I have Savior who has gone before me.
My God, who I can rely on to walk with me through the seasons of both joy and sorrow.
A comfort and a shelter, One who will carry the burden, and bring comfort when needed.
One who will rejoice with me during seasons of joy.
I know for sure that my God whom I serve is the same yesterday, today, and forever....
He doesn't have seasons, and I am so glad.