I saw the curtain slowly lowering over winter's snow-covered trees while the crew backstage was hurriedly painting one last golden ray on springtime's sun.
I am famous for saying, "It's only for a season." This is so easily said to someone else. When it feels like winter has been around forever in my own life, it's much harder to believe.
I feel I have been in the "changing" of the season's for awhile now with the girl's in school and the boys at home. The busyness doesn't seem to stop and responsibility weighs us down.
Hunter went fishing on Monday. He wasn't home during the crazy morning rush to get out the door for the week.
After I dropped the girls off at school there was so much time before our 9 AM activity.
A glimpse. Red curtain a millimeter lower. Sun's final ray dry.
As the curtain lowers on the preschool years I want to enjoy the time I have. I certainly don't want to "freak out" or blow my top that there never seem to be enough socks in the drawers, clean dishes in the cupboards or groceries in the pantry.
I want to enjoy imaginary stories and big dreams. I want to marvel over how much difference a month makes. I want to kiss, snuggle and hold while I can.
All the while reminding myself that seasons are good. Because something is "only for a season" makes it even more enjoyable or tolerable at best.
I want to experience love, contentment, beauty and God's goodness during each beautiful and exciting season of my life.
"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: 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. I know that there is nothing better for men than to be happy and do good while they live...this is the gift of God." (Ecclesiastes 3:1, 11-13)