Why I Am Learning to Consecrate my Life in all Seasons

Winter’s seeming stillness presses upon my body and soul. The gray days’ hues blend together with the exception of a tint of yellow occasionally swirled in.

The absence of colorful vibrant life touches my senses. Blooms do not greet me as I make my way outside into the crisp air. The silence of chirps, crickets, and lawn mowers is deafening. Stillness appears on the landcape.

Including my spirit.

I long for movement. It’s so easy for it to define who I am. The familiar rhythms of motion appear to inform my identity. But when they change or pause, restlessness emerges. Who am I?

The view outside my frosted window reminds me that nature has not lost It’s identity in the pause. Life is still at work even if I can’t see it. The giver of life is cultivating something new in the rest. Nothing has really ceased its purpose. God is still at work.

So I am reminded that my God defines me and calls me into different seasons. In all things, God is still at work.

Take my life and let it be

Consecrated Lord to Thee

Take my moments and my days

Let them flow in ceaseless praise

Let them flow in ceaseless praise

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4 thoughts on “Why I Am Learning to Consecrate my Life in all Seasons

  1. Andrew Budek-Schmeisser

    Lord, You love the winter white,
    and I know that You can bear the cold,
    but for me, well, it’s a fight,
    so forgive – I must be bold
    in asking for a little break,
    of which will not cost You that
    much trouble, no mistake,
    so PLEASE turn up the thermostat!
    This is high desert, we don’t oughter
    need frost, make the peaches grow,
    ’cause peaches do require water,
    and that’s not what we have here, bro’!
    A bit more warmth, that gets my vote,
    so I don’t need three overcoats.

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  2. wisdomfromafather

    Hi FMF neighbor. I, too ,cherish the movement of non-winter but I also thoroughly enjoy the stillness of winter. I need both. You summed it up great. … God defines me {us} and calls me {us} into different seasons. In all things, God is still at work.Have a blessed week!

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