Today after I cleaned most of the place that has been my room for the last two and half years I drove by the water. New York City is surrounded by water.
I closed my eyes and thought I will miss this.
I will miss seasons.
I will miss the leafs changing colors in fall, the in between weather. I will miss the flowering of spring and seeing the life everywhere begin. I will miss the cold winter, the snow (even though I am not a big fan of it) and the leavesless trees. I will miss the summer possibilities that I was only able to comprehend after I lived all the other seasons here.
And then I remembered this song that played on repeat for a huge part of my exchange program called Seasons (Hillsong Worship). On that song the author is living at winter and He knows if God is not done working he is not done waiting.
I thought about my seasons here, not only I saw the weather change I experienced God change me. My own seasons here.
I faced the in between season when I didn’t know what was going to happen. It wasn’t super cold or super hot. It was good. The leaves were changing I learned how to appreciate the change. The new colors of life.
I had a season that I thought I couldn’t be happier. Everything seemed bright and full of color. Magical. It was if I could touch grace on my fingers.
And then there was winter where God was working inside of me. When I thought things had no color and I could see God was near. He had a plan even when I couldn’t see.
Then there was summer. A season that I never liked. In Brazil it was summer all the time, but here you only get three months of it. There are so many different possibilities that I couldn’t see when summer was all I knew. I learned how to appreciate somethings that I was belittled.
God did amazing things here.
On my first day in New York City more than two years ago someone told me: “Welcome to New York City, a city that is always under construction.” I know he was referring to buildings, streets and houses. However, I will always see New York City as the place God used to work on me, build me and change me. I believe that me as a follower of Christ also am always under construction. So even though I will miss this place more than words can say I know that God is sending me back to work more on His plan.
I pray that in the same way that happens on the song I learn how to appreciate the differences of each season in life.
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