I am a cold-weather guy. I love the crisp air at the first sign of fall. I love seeing my breath during the first cold snap of the season. I complain and whine after Charleston’s 2 weeks of winter comes to an abrupt close and the humidity moves in faster than a millennial moving back into Mom’s basement. The weather is truly the thing I am most looking forward to about living in Colorado. I can’t wait to see snow on a regular basis. I am excited about a fall season that is actually a full season long. Even the threat of negative temperatures doesn’t make me shy away. There is just something about cold weather that is comforting to me.
I am not about the hot weather. once the weather gets above 85 here in the south, I am done with the outdoors unless I am submerged in a large body of water. But something strange happened to me a few weeks ago as the weather prematurely started to get warmer. I liked it. Not just a little bit either. I mean I was all about it. I rolled the windows down in my car. I turned the radio up really loud. I found every excuse I could to drive places because I just wanted to be surrounded by the new spring air. At one point I even told my wife that I wanted to go to a baseball game. I don’t even like baseball! She asked me if I was ok. It was a fair question to which I am still not 100 percent confident of the answer. All I know is that I have suddenly found an appreciation for things that I once took for granted about Charleston.
For the last few years, I have wanted to move away. I have longed for a new and great adventure that I didn’t believe was possible so long as I was in the same surroundings I have been immersed in my whole life. But as we wind down our time in Charleston and prepare for our next chapter in Colorado, God has used this turn of the season to show me that He is not wasteful. Every season has a purpose. Every season has beauty. And every season has an adventure to live. The challenge for us as humans is to stay focused on finding the beauty and purpose in the “less than favorable” seasons in which we find ourselves.
I am so excited about where our family is headed and no, this post is not about me second guessing that in light of the beauty that I suddenly appreciate. What this is about, is refusing to miss a moment of where I am right now. No matter where you are or what you are going through, there is a purpose. There is a part of God’s plan woven into the fabric of your surroundings and if we stay focused on Him, we can find those pieces and parts and make even our less than desirable seasons fruitful and fulfilling.