06/09/2026
Everywhere you look right now, the world seems to be sprinting full-speed into summer. The daylight is long, the energy is high, and everything is in full bloom.
But what if you aren't feeling that summer energy? What if, while everyone else seems to be stepping into a season of sunshine, you feel like you are still walking through a cold, heavy winter?
If that is you today, I want to gently remind you of a timeless truth from Ecclesiastes: “To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven... a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance.”
Right now, your season might not look like a dance. It might look like the quiet, hidden work of a seed buried deep in the dirt. But remember a truth from the garden: the soil has to be completely broken for the seed to break through.
Growth doesn't happen in spite of the darkness; sometimes, the darkness is exactly where the roots take hold. The seasons of pain, the seasons of waiting, and the deep growing pains that stretch us to our limits—they are just that. They are seasons. They have a beginning, and they have a definitive end.
There is a time to plant, and there is a guaranteed time to pluck what is planted. Even the longest night eventually gives way to the dawn.
If you are the woman holding onto hope in the middle of a hard, unyielding winter right now, do not grow weary. Your current season is not your final destination. You are being rooted, you are being refined, and the ground breaking around you is just making room for what is about to push through.
Take a deep breath today. Hold onto hope. The night will end, the sun will rise, and your spring is coming. 🤍