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Love the Season

There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens.  Ecclesiastes 3:1 NIV

Photo courtesy of pixabay.Parents spend so much energy running their homes.

The chores, activities, and schedules are relentless—our time spent more like an administrative assistant than being engaged in life. The thrill-less endeavors of keeping a tidy house, shuttling to events, and providing meal services can leave us lifeless and searching for a source of happiness and enjoyment.

Lost in the daily grind of life, we find ourselves on a path of monotony and escapism. Our efforts turn from happily serving our Lord, family, and friends to finding ways to fill that eternal hole of emptiness.

Inapproprate thoughts, attitudes, and actions temporarily fill the void. Left on our own, work, drinking, drugs, sports, social media, church, clubs, and people become the center of our universe.

Thankfully, God reminds us there is a time for everything. Parenthood may be grueling at times, but God has designed it to be fruitful and lifegiving. It is God’s gift to us to find joy in even the most repetitive tasks. Picking up the same toy five times in one day may not be enjoyable, but the opportunity to teach our children is rewarding.

Parenting can be equally grueling and rewarding. Either way, we must take the opportunity to look for the blessing that comes along with the season. We just might find the moment God ordained for us to experince blessings such as we’ve never imagined.

Ask the Lord to help you see the blessing in the season of life you are currently in.

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Tonya Cotto

Tonya Cotto is a writer, blogger, and teacher. She is a wife of twenty-three years and a mother of three adult children. She has a BA in Human Development and Family Studies. Tonya is passionate about serving Christ and discipling others through Bible studies and mentorship.