seasons

I'm learning to be grateful for seasons. Sometimes it can be sad. I was sad when a particularly sweet time in life ended and had to embrace the change. Other times, I'm like - thank God that time is over! You know what I mean?

Friendships can have their season in life. My temporary fixation on Honey Nut Cheerios had its season, too. I guess because I'm primarily an 'F' (on the Myers-Briggs), I just feel when it's time. Not all the time, but sometimes.

Maybe it comes with experience, age, prayer for perception - I'm not sure, but I think it's a healthy thing to learn to adjust to the undulations of life.

For someone who was born adamantly opposed to change, this is pretty big. And still, my underlying desire is for something permanent. There are some friendships that will stand the test of time. And no matter where I go or how much I age, I will always love chips 'n salsa.

And even deeper, it's comforting - while I can vacillate and change like the blink of an eye - that God doesn't change. He's the same yesterday, today, and forever.

Change is good, but having the security of Someone and something(s) that will never change is even better.