A couple of months ago, I had a moment. You know the ones. It starts ordinary and then something breaks through and it becomes extraordinary.  

“God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore, we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging.”

Just like the passing of each season into the next, we each inevitably find ourselves in various seasons of life. 

Consider what He might be saying to you today - what is His invitation to you?

Choosing to walk through a season of loss is not a Victim’s walk. It’s the walk of the Cross with full confidence that one day, He will make all things new.  We choose the season of deadheading in hopes of the future season of full bloom.