Seasons of the Heart by Jennifer Page |
Does it seem to you, as it does to me,
that Thanksgiving snuck up on us this year,
taking us by surprise?
taking us by surprise?
And here we are now
(some of us with turkey and cranberry still on our
breath)
- and Advent is underway...
but I’m wondering now about some other seasons,
not marked by dates on calendars:
the seasons of our hearts…
the seasons of our hearts…
My heart has its seasons, many of them,
and I’ll bet yours does, too...
and I’ll bet yours does, too...
Some of my heart's seasons last but a few days
while others drag on for weeks and months...
The seasons of my heart may or may not coincide
with nature’s seasons,
with nature’s seasons,
or the "holiday" season...
And my heart might enjoy a summery warmth
in the middle of January,
or feel the nip of a cold-shouldered frost
in early August...
in early August...
My heart might grieve
and my tears fall leaves in the spring time,
and my tears fall leaves in the spring time,
while peace might bloom like a fragrant rose
in late November...
in late November...
The seasons of my heart
pay little attention to weather
reports
and none at all to calendars...
These heartfelt seasons come and go year ‘round,
with their high and low pressure systems
shaping my heart’s climate...
The season now is Advent but I wonder:
what seasons toss and weather our souls,
yours and mine, this time of year?
Is it summer,
winter,
winter,
fall or spring
- deep in our heart of hearts?
- deep in our heart of hearts?
Is my heart getting ready for Christmas
- or wary of its approach?
- or wary of its approach?
Whatever the clime within,
Advent calls our hearts to ready the way
for Jesus to come in...
Like the seasons of our souls,
Jesus pays no attention to the weather or the calendar.
In any and every season
he's ready to make his home within
us:
to warm what’s chilled;
to put our grief to rest;
to put our grief to rest;
to refresh what's wilted;
and to stir up life new life and spirit...
and to stir up life new life and spirit...
But the hard truth is
I may not yet be ready
to surrender my sadness to joy,
my grief to healing
my worries to confidence,
myself to God...
to surrender my sadness to joy,
my grief to healing
my worries to confidence,
myself to God...
Still, no matter the season or the mood
- in my heart or in yours - Jesus comes to us
in season and out of season,
- in my heart or in yours - Jesus comes to us
in season and out of season,
in good times and in bad,
in sickness and in health,
in sickness and in health,
in hope and hopelessness,
in sorrow and in joy...
in sorrow and in joy...
When I need him most and yet might least expect him,
Jesus comes to my heart and to yours:
not just in December,
not just in December,
not just in Advent,
not just at Christmas
not just at Christmas
not just in
December -
but 24/7/365...
Many of us, especially the young,
look forward to Christmas with joyful glee
- some of us, not so much -
still Advent calls us all to open our hearts
still Advent calls us all to open our hearts
and prepare a way
for the Lord whose season's come...
Advent's meant to prepare us to weather
all the seasons of our hearts,
for the Lord whose season's come...
Advent's meant to prepare us to weather
all the seasons of our hearts,
in whatever the season we find ourselves
just now...
just now...
What's helpful is to make some quiet Advent time
to spend in prayer, to share the signs, the climate,
the highs, the lows, the pressures of the season
found in our hearts just now...
found in our hearts just now...
So, whatever the season in our hearts today,
let's make of Advent a season of hope
for a change of seasons
to bring us all Christ's peace...
for a change of seasons
to bring us all Christ's peace...
May the gift of the Child born in Bethlehem
change the seasons of our hearts
to help us welcome the One who brings
a season of healing and hope and peace...
Amen.
a season of healing and hope and peace...
Amen.
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