Several years ago, I worked in a role that had me regularly interacting with people from Montréal. They told me there were only two seasons in Montréal, winter and construction. In other parts of the world, or for other people, seasons may be marked differently. Farmers may demarcate seasons by sowing, growing, and harvesting. Part of the world has a rainy season and a dry season. We lived in Stratford for a time. There, even more than here, “tourist season” was central to life in the town. Different settings, different contexts, and different patterns mean different seasons for people. We’re going to consider that in today's Covenant Weekly.
The Teacher in Ecclesiastes speaks about seasons with these words:
For everything there is a season,
a time for every activity under heaven.
2 A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to plant and a time to harvest.
3 A time to kill and a time to heal.
A time to tear down and a time to build up.
4 A time to cry and a time to laugh.
A time to grieve and a time to dance.
5 A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
6 A time to search and a time to quit searching.
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
7 A time to tear and a time to mend.
A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
8 A time to love and a time to hate.
A time for war and a time for peace.
This is shared in a book where the main theme is that everything in our life seems to be like smoke or vapour. It appears and looks solid, but when we try to grab it and hold onto it, it slips away. We chase after the things we are sure will give us meaning and purpose, but even the seemingly most solid things can inexplicably slip from our grasp.
The teacher, in this, describes life with the metaphor of seasons. To cling to where we are in this day is futile because the next season will come. Whether we like it or not, whether we are prepared for it or not, we will eventually move through what is to what is next.
When it comes to seasons related to weather, if you love winter you may not want to see the snow go. But trying to hold onto winter is futile. At some point, you won’t be able to ride your snowmobile and leaving your snow tires on your vehicle will just destroy your tires. Conversely, if you love the summer, trying to live as though it is summer when there are 20 inches of snow on the ground is dangerous for you and for those around you!
Now when it comes to the seasons of winter, spring, summer, and autumn, we know scientifically why we get those seasons. But for most of it, that scientific knowledge is useless except for giving us a heads up as to when we will start to move from one season to the next. In our individual lives, it is easy to get focused on trying to figure out why we are in the season we are in. Sometimes we might want this just so that we can have a sense of control. Other times, we might believe that if we can figure out why we’re in the season we’re in, perhaps we can hold onto it or change it.
But even if we could know why, that doesn’t give us any control over our season of life. Just as I can’t impact the rotation of the Earth or the orbit of the Earth around the sun, I have very little control over the general seasons of my life. Time passes. Beauty emerges. Tragedy strikes. Things change. I firmly believe in free will. I believe that collectively humanity has a fair bit of impact on the world. I also believe that individually we have a fair bit of impact on relational and societal realities. With that said, I think we sometimes overestimate our impact in some situations – particularly the hard and tragic situations we wish we could control or avoid. Yes, sometimes things happen because of our choices or actions. And sometimes they happen because of the choices and actions of others. But sometimes, perhaps often, they just happen. Or the things that led to them happening happened so long ago or so many steps ago that we really cannot chase down the how or why no matter how long we might stew over it.
If, as the teacher of Ecclesiastes muses, our lives are marked more by seasons than by a series of explainable events, perhaps there is something better than trying to control the season or explain the why and how of the season. Perhaps our energies and efforts would be better served by learning to live well within the season we find ourselves in. If you’re in a season of joy – whether that season lasts a day or a year – laugh well. Celebrate well. If you’re in a season of business, work hard and learn how to prioritize rest in the midst of it. If you’re in a season of tragedy – memorize some lament Psalms. Grieve Go out in the woods and scream at God. Journal your sorrows and the glimpses of light you see in the midst of them. If you’re in a season of physical decline, learn your limits. Lean into God’s affirmation of you as a beloved child of the divine that isn’t bound up in what you do.
I can’t tell you what season you are in. If we sat down to talk about it, I might be able to recognize some things about it, but even then, it is your life and your season. But I can encourage you to prayerfully consider and discern in community with those who know and love you how you could seek to live well within this season. That doesn’t mean you need to like the season you’re in. But you can still seek to recognize it and try to live well within it.
You know. I’m not a fan of winter at all. But if I’m going to live up here, I need to get my snow blower out, put my snow tires on, and turn the heat on in my house. Sometimes I even need to call for help when I get stuck in a drift. That’s a part of living well through winter. I don’t enjoy it. But that’s the reality of life with seasons. And, I tell you, when summer comes, the beauty of the bay makes it all worthwhile.
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I pray that whatever season of life you find yourself in, you will be assured that God is with you in it. And in the words of Paul’s letter to the Colossians:
I also pray that you will be strengthened with all his glorious power so you will have all the endurance and patience you need. May you be filled with joy, always thanking the Father. He has enabled you to share in the inheritance that belongs to his people, who live in the light.
Peace to you this week.