Waiting for my parents flight to land today, I was reminded of the different
seasons of our lives. For them, the landing of the plane signified the end of
an awesome holiday. It marks the return to routine and the 'normality' of
life. However, there are other people waiting in the same airport getting ready
to begin a new season of their lives. Their flights will open up new
chapters and memories.
The same happens to us, albeit not in the airport. Every day marks the
beginning or end of a chapter of our lives. Whichever season you are in
remember that God is with you always and in every situation.
Living in Grace,