Thursday has rolled around again and so it’s time for a poem! I loved the title of this poem. And as I read through it, I think of how each season brings with it sights and sounds to remind us of God.

But I also know that in each season of my life, God has been with me as well. Through loneliness, physical and emotional pain, turmoil, unrest, drought, joy, abundance, health, worship and peace. The blessings and the difficult, God has been with me.

And He has been with you through every season of your life as well. That’s just one thing I love about our God. He is bigger and grander and more powerful and immeasurably more than my brain can comprehend. And He is the God in the seasons of this earth.

Who put the stars in place and doesn’t let them wander? He did. Who tells the moon when to show up each night? He does. Who draws the line in the sand to keep the ocean from overtaking the land? He does that as well. Yes, the God who loves you more than you could ever imagine has another job…He keeps creation on task.

So here’s today’s poem that reminds us of His glorious creation. I pray that you will enjoy it.

“God in the Seasons”

Lord,
In Spring we are reminded
of the magnificence of Your creation,
as the earth is covered in verdant green,
with splendid splashes of color,
and we witness birth everywhere,
of animals bearing their young,
of buds turning into leaves and flowers
and our own moods being reborn
with renewed energy and life.

Lord,
in Summer, we remember
the warmth of Your love for us
and the light of Your goodness.
Both are everywhere for those who look.
Thank You for butterflies,
birds and wildlife for us to enjoy,
water to swim in,
and weather that frees us to romp and play
while outdoor pleasures are at their peak.

Lord,
In Fall, we thank you for Your cooling breezes,
that bring relief from the relentless summer heat.
We see bright colors fading and dying,
leaves turning brown, crisp, disintegrating,
only to be reborn next year,
reminding us that every living thing, including us,
must die in some way before being reborn.

Lord,
In Winter, as white snow blankets the ground,
we are reminded of Your purity and Your perfection.
The complexity and beauty of each single snowflake
only hints at Your transcendent intelligence and creativity.
We hunker down and snuggle in,
knowing this season will wind down
and Spring will reappear, as it always has
because You created an orderly, predictable universe,
not by chance, but from your flawless design.

Thank You for the seasons, Lord,
and everything in them
that You created for our enjoyment.

By Joanna Fuchs (www.poemsource.com)

Grace and peace be yours in abundance,

Donna