God Created Seasons. I Can Trust Him With Mine.

God Created Seasons. I Can Trust Him With Mine.

Learning to trust the God who created every season, even when I do not understand my own.

There is something about the changing of seasons that reminds me of the faithfulness of God. Summer slowly gives way to fall. The days become shorter, the air begins to change, and eventually the trees release the leaves they once worked so hard to grow. None of it happens all at once. There is a rhythm to it, an order that was established long before we were here to notice it.

Genesis tells us that this rhythm was part of God’s plan from the beginning.

In Genesis 1:14, God said, “Let there be lights in the expanse of the heavens to separate the day from the night. And let them be for signs and for seasons, and for days and years.”

God created seasons.

That seems like such a simple truth, but lately I have found myself thinking about what it means for my own life. The God who created the seasons of the earth is also the God I trust with the seasons of my life.

And some seasons are much easier to trust Him with than others.

There Is an Order I Cannot Always See

When I read the creation story in Genesis, I notice how intentional God is. He separates light from darkness. He establishes morning and evening. He places the sun, moon, and stars exactly where they need to be. There is movement and change, but there is also order. 

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Nothing is random.

I need that reminder because life does not always feel orderly from where I am standing. There are times when I can clearly see what God is doing, and there are other times when I cannot see much of anything. I find myself wondering when something will change, when an answer will come, or when the next chapter will finally begin.

I like answers. I like plans. I like knowing how the pieces are going to come together. When something feels unresolved, my natural response is to start looking for a solution.

But there are circumstances I cannot fix and seasons I cannot hurry.

Perhaps part of trusting God is learning to remain present with Him while I wait.

I Don’t Have to Understand the Season to Trust God

I wrote a simple sentence beside this passage in my Bible:

God created seasons. I can trust Him with mine.

I want to remember that.

There are seasons when life feels full and exciting, when prayers are being answered and doors are opening. There are also seasons of waiting, uncertainty, loss, rebuilding, and beginning again. Sometimes we recognize the season we are in. Other times, we are simply trying to understand what God is doing in the middle of it.

My tendency is to look ahead. I want to know what is coming next and how everything is going to work out. Yet God does not always show me the next season while I am still living in this one.

Maybe He is asking me to stop looking so far ahead that I miss where He is meeting me today.

Trust does not require me to know what happens next. Trust asks me to remember who God is when I do not know.

He is still faithful.

He is still present.

He is still God.

There Is Purpose Here, Too

One of the hardest things about waiting is believing that something meaningful can still be happening when nothing appears to be changing.

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We tend to recognize growth when we can see it. We notice the flower after it blooms, the tree after its branches are full, or the harvest when it is finally ready. We do not always notice what is happening beneath the surface.

Our lives can be that way, too.

A quiet season is not necessarily an empty season. A waiting season is not necessarily a wasted season. God may be doing some of His deepest work in places I cannot yet see.

That does not mean every painful circumstance is something God caused or something I have to pretend is good. Life can be difficult. Loss is real. Disappointment hurts. Waiting can be exhausting.

But none of those things mean God has left.

He can meet me here. He can teach me here. He can strengthen my faith here. He can prepare something in me before He changes something around me.

Stop Trying to Live in the Next Season

Sometimes I realize that I am physically living in one season while mentally living in another.

I am thinking about what needs to happen next. I am trying to solve tomorrow’s problems. I am imagining conversations that have not happened and circumstances that have not arrived. Before long, I have carried myself so far into the future that I have missed the grace God has given me for today.

I do not want to live that way.

I want to learn to be present with God in the season I am actually in.

When my mind begins to race toward everything I cannot control, I want to return to what I know. God is Creator. I am His child. He sees what I cannot see, knows what I do not know, and is already present in the tomorrow I keep trying to figure out.

There is freedom in remembering that.

I do not have to force the next chapter. I do not have to make everything happen on my timeline. I can make wise decisions, take the next step God places in front of me, and leave room for Him to work in ways I could never arrange for myself.

The Seasons Will Change

No season lasts forever. The leave eventually fall. Winter comes. Spring returns. New growth appears in places that once looked bare. Creation continually reminds us that change is part of the rhythm God established. 

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I think sometimes I need to look outside and remember that.

If God can be trusted with the changing of the seasons, I can trust Him when mine begins to change, too. And until it does, I can trust Him right here.

I do not know everything God is doing in this season of my life. I do not know exactly when certain answers will come or what some of those answers will look like.

But I know more about who God is than I know about what happens next.

For today, that is enough.

God created seasons. I can trust Him with mine.

A Prayer for This Season

Dear God,

Thank You for being the God of every season. Thank You for reminding me through Your creation that You are intentional, faithful, and present.

Help me not to become so focused on what is coming next that I miss You in what is happening now. When I want answers, remind me that I can trust Your character. When I try to control circumstances that are beyond me, help me release them into Your hands.

Teach me to recognize what You are doing in this season, even when the growth is happening beneath the surface. Give me wisdom for the steps that are mine to take and peace about the things that are not mine to control.

When my mind will not slow down and situations arise that I cannot fix, bring me back to who You are and who I am.

You are God.

I am Your child.

And I can trust You with this season.

Amen.

Reflection Time

Before moving on with your day, take a few quiet minutes with God. Think about the season you are actually living in right now, not the one you wish you were in or the one you hope is coming next.

How would you describe your current season?

What are you trying to hurry, fix, or control that may need to be placed back into God’s hands?

Are you so focused on what comes next that you are missing something God is doing today?

Where might growth be happening beneath the surface, even though you cannot see the results yet?

What does Genesis 1:14 remind you about the character of God?

Finally, write this somewhere you will see it this week:

God created seasons. I can trust Him with mine.

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He Is There in the Unfinished

I opened my Bible to Genesis 1 today, a passage I have read more times than I could count. But before God spoke light into the darkness, something in Genesis 1:2 caught my attention: “the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.” The earth was still formless and empty. Darkness covered the deep. Nothing looked finished, ordered, or settled yet, but God was already there.

I kept thinking about that word hovering. God was present before there was visible evidence of what He was about to do. Before the light. Before the land. Before anything began to take the shape God intended for it, His Spirit was there over the waters. The unfinished condition of creation was not evidence of His absence. In fact, His presence came before the transformation.

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Then God began to speak. He brought light into darkness, separated the waters, gathered the seas, brought forth the land, and filled His creation with life. I know the story well, but as I continued reading those familiar words, something else stood out to me:

God called things good before He was finished.

That thought stayed with me because there are places in my life right now that feel unfinished. There are situations where I would love to know exactly what God is doing and where He is leading.

I like answers. I like direction. I like knowing how the pieces are going to fit together. When I cannot see those things clearly, my mind has a tendency to start working overtime. I begin looking for answers, trying to solve what I can, and searching for something that will make everything feel settled again.

Genesis 1 reminded me that God is not uncomfortable with the unfinished.

Creation did not happen all at once. God worked in an intentional order, bringing purpose and beauty

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into what had been formless and empty. At the end of each day, there was still more to be done, yet God looked at what He had created and called it good. 

The story was not finished, but God was still completely in control of it.

Maybe that is what I need to remember when I find myself wanting answers God has not given me yet. His presence does not depend on my ability to see the finished picture.

He is present in the middle of the process. He is present when I cannot see the next step, when circumstances do not make sense, when I am waiting for direction, and when parts of my life still feel unsettled or incomplete.

As I read, I realized how easy it is to mistake unfinished for forgotten.

That takes me right back to Genesis 1:2. The Spirit of God was hovering over the waters. Before the light appeared, before anything began to take shape, and before there was visible evidence of what God was about to do, He was already there.

Unfinished did not mean forgotten then, and it does not mean forgotten now.

There are times when I want visible evidence that God is working. I want something I can point to and say, “There it is. Now I understand what You are doing.” I want the answer, the direction, or at least a glimpse of what comes next.

But faith does not always give me that luxury. Sometimes what I have is the truth of who God is and the promise of His presence. I am learning that I do not have to know what He is doing to know that He is there.

That changes the way I look at the unfinished places in my life.

I do not have to figure out tomorrow today. I do not have to force an answer simply because uncertainty makes me uncomfortable. I do not have to mentally work through every possible outcome until I find one that makes me feel safe.

Instead, I can be still long enough to remember who God is and who I am because of Him.

I am His child. I am known by Him, loved by Him, and held by Him. The God who spoke light into darkness is not confused by the things that confuse me. He sees what I cannot see, knows what comes next, and understands exactly what He is forming in my life.

I do not have to carry the responsibility of knowing how everything will turn out. That responsibility was never mine.

Maybe my assignment in an unfinished season is not to figure everything out. Maybe it is simply to remain close to God while He continues His work.

Genesis 1 reminds me that God has always been a God who creates with purpose, works in an intentional order, and remains present throughout the entire process. What looks unfinished to me is not unknown to Him. He already sees the whole story.

And maybe the next time I find myself looking at an unfinished place and wondering, God, where are You in this? I need to picture Genesis 1:2.

The darkness was still there. The earth was still formless. The waters had not yet been separated. God had not spoken the first “Let there be.”

But He was hovering over the waters. He was there.

So today, my prayer is this:

Lord, thank You for reminding me that You are present even when I cannot see what You are doing. There are places in my life where I want answers, direction, and things to feel settled. Help me not to mistake unfinished for forgotten.

When my mind will not slow down and I begin trying to fix what I cannot fix, remind me who You are. Remind me who I am. When I cannot see Your hand, help me trust Your presence. Teach me to be still with You and trust that You are still creating, still working, and still present. I love You. Amen.

The story may still be unfinished, but God is already there.

A Time to Reflect

Before you move on with your day, take a few quiet minutes with God. Think about the places in your life that feel unfinished right now. Instead of immediately trying to find the answer or determine what should happen next, simply acknowledge those places before Him.

Go back to the beginning of Genesis and remember the picture Scripture gives us. The earth was formless and empty. Darkness was over the deep. Yet the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.

God was present before anything changed.

Where in my life am I struggling with something that feels unfinished?

Have I been mistaking unfinished for forgotten? What am I afraid God may not be doing?

Where have I been trying to create an answer, fix a situation, or control an outcome because I want to feel settled?

What does Genesis 1:2 teach me about God’s presence before I can see His work?

What truth about who I am as God’s child do I need to remember today?

God, today I am giving You ________________________________________.

I do not know how this part of my story will unfold, but I know You are present in it. Help me stop looking for security in having all the answers and find my security in You. When my mind begins to race, remind me who You are and who I am.

Today, I choose to trust You with the unfinished.