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Seasons of Life


 



“Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?

Can the child within my heart rise above?

Can I sail through the changin' ocean tides? Can I handle the seasons of my life?” 


Stevie Nicks wrote these lyrics in 1973. I have listened to Landslide more times than I can count, and each time it hits right in the gut. It’s a song about change. About fear, love, aging, and the quiet questions we all carry as life keeps moving forward. 


As  I listened again recently, with the end of another year approaching, I found myself reflecting on the last twelve months. This has been a year! I’m not even sure what adjective fits best. Crazy maybe. Long. Unexpected.  Sometimes life throws so many curveballs at such an accelerated speed, all you can do is try to keep up so they don’t knock you down.  


2025 has been filled with a plethora of lessons in love, humility, fear, doubt, grief, and joy. They didn’t all come easy. But then again, we were never promised easy.  In fact, Jesus tells us in John 16:33 that in this world we will have tribulation.  What we have been promised is that God will be with us (Isaiah 43:1-2) and He will give us rest and peace (Matt. 11:28-30; John 14:27). And the best part of John 16:33?  The last half of that verse: “But take heart; I have overcome the world.” 


Wherever we find ourselves and whatever comes, may we all be able to answer the question, “Can I handle the seasons of my life?” with a confident yes! Not by our own strength, but by the power of Him who lives within us. 

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