A Season of Satisfaction

Years 3-4: I worked in Houston, while Ron remained in Tulsa. We were apparently together often enough because we welcomed our first child!

 

Years 5-8: Worked opposite shifts of one another. I worked during the day, Ron went to school at night. We had many quick hellos and goodbyes.

 

Years 8-11: Years of loss... birth and death of our 2nd child, Halee's mom and uncle died, loss of Halee's health, and a big job transition as a result of it all.

 

Years 12-15: Such sweet years. Welcomed our youngest son through adoption, and Halee's dad moved close by from out of state, until diagnosed with stage 4 cancer - dying a few months later.

 

Years 16-18: Transitioned into business/ministry individually and together. Ron went into group private practice, and Halee got Life Coaching certification - together it birthed "Run the Race Together."

Each individual season, at times, seemed like it would last forever, but it didn't. Our son's wanting to lay in bed and giggle with us - it still exists for one of our boys but not the other. The days of overwhelming grief - not forever. Scrimping for pennies after a reduction in income - temporary. Holding a parent's hand through sickness and death - came and went. If I look around at all of God's creation, this consistent theme remains - in all things there are seasons.

Understanding this concept of seasons both gives me hope in my darkest days and challenges me to embrace rather than take for granted the days that are oh so sweet. But, above all, as I sit here feeling very satisfied with the marriage I have today, I realize it is God who can take the whole of it all - the good and the bad, and make it all beautiful.

Even these days of bliss are a season - our circumstances will shift at some point, but God will not. This I commit to keeping at the forefront of my mind - I cannot yet see the whole scope of God's work from beginning to end.