I never really understood what God meant in Ecclesiastes 3:1 when He said, “To everything there is a season…” Because I used to think hard seasons meant I was doing something wrong. I didn’t understand why friendships faded, relationships hurt so badly, or why life felt heavy even when I was trying my best. I kept wanting every season to feel good, stable, and make sense.
But the older I get, the more I realize not every season is meant to be comfortable. Some stretch you, humble you, heal you, and teach you who and what truly matters. There are seasons where you feel lost, outgrow people, and cry more than you’d like. But there are also seasons where you find peace, start choosing yourself, and God rebuilds what life tried to break.
I think that’s what the verse really means. Life won’t always feel the same. People won’t always stay. Things won’t always go according to plan. But every season has a purpose, even the painful ones. So if you’re in a hard season right now, don’t assume your life is falling apart. Some seasons are meant to grow you into the person you’ve been praying to become. 🤍