Passing seasons

Sometimes God has a really great sense of humor.
And timing.
Sometimes He strikes a longing in your heart that can't be naturally filled.
Just so you'll go looking for a supernatural filling.

It makes me wonder what He's trying to say to me.

Once upon a time we decided what would be best for our family, and made decisions that impacted the rest of our lives. We believed that we were doing the right thing. We have believed it for years. Suddenly and recently I'm not so sure. Suddenly and recently, I wish we had chosen differently. But what's done is done, right?

But that doesn't stop the longing. Knowing that it's too late doesn't stop me from praying for a miracle.

Meanwhile, He has been reminding me that there is a season for everything. So what season am I enjoying today?

I am teaching a fourth and a sixth grader.

I am struggling with a pre-teen daughter who is feeling unexpected bouts of moody rage.

I am studying about purity, in preparation for teaching my budding pre-teens God's plan for their lives.

I am being reminded to fall on my face before the Lord when I don't know what to do.

I am spending time praying for friends and family in their daily stuff.

I am learning to be thankful for this season, and not long for one that may be in the past for me.