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SEASONS OF LIFE



"It burns and it hurts!" That's the  start of a poem i couldn't finish writing until i stepped outside today and literally kept repeating those words in my head..it’s my incessant complains about this hot menacing sun that I wish would just disappear even just  for a day!!I rarely complain ( am an African bred by the heat of the sun ,hence I know not of sunscreen)
Once you  step outside and you end up regretting why you came out in the first place, and you can’t help but wish for the rains.
So as I dream of the next rainy season, I have to bear with the heat! All this weather wishes got me thinking about something my mum always says ( I never know how much she affects my life until I start writing things down) “Humans never get satisfied” in mother-tongue it sounds more like a wise saying than a gluttonous phrase. In other words, we humans never seem to be content with anything. When we get what we want, we still want something else and what we have never seems to be enough even when it is. When it’s rainy, we want the sun and when it’s sunny we want the rain!
So I applied the same logic of the weather seasons to  life, I know God always creates some sort of symbolism in nature just for us earthly creatures to understand His  way of thinking.
Just like the weather,there are seasons in life…there are seasons when the heat of the sun brings warmth and life, to people and plants.When the sun’s rays seem to brighten up the leaves and flowers..when everything ripens and there’s plenty of harvest. Those are the moments in life when everything  is just perfect,happiness and bright days, when nothing goes wrong and all is well with the world around you.
 
Then the sun gets too hot, and the warmth we once knew turns into  a raging heat wave that burns and hurts…those are the moments in life when things turn upside down and what we once knew to brings us happiness slowly fades away into something that causes us pain.
Then the rains come, at first those drops take away the dusty smell around and the smell of rain brings out the warm fuzzy feeling.Yellow grass turns green and there’s a freshness in the air, a cool breeze…those are the moments in life when  the downs slowly turn up.somewhere around the corner there’s a new beginning.Then a few weeks or months down the line, the once gentle comforting rains turn into beasts of heavy downpour, destroying everything in their path…those are the moments in life when things come tumbling down.
After the rains, come the sun…the cycle of the seasons starts all over again.That’s how life goes..there is no need to try and understand why things change, why the good times turn to hard times.All that matters is that those bad times will eventually turn to good times,all it takes is a little faith.





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