I have a reputation that is not exactly winter friendly. Its true that I do carry a special place in my heart for sunshine. And warm ocean beaches. And Maui. Just for example. But, I actually do have a fondness for winter, too. After all, what compares to a white Christmas? (Though, now that I think about it, the two Christmases that I spent in warm climates were pretty awesome, too. But, that’s beside the point.) The point is, some of my favorite memories of family time both growing up and as an adult are when we are snowed in at home, cuddled together in front of a fire, watching movies, playing games, baking, etc. I love times like those.

But, here’s the thing: Winter belongs during winter! December through February! I’ll even give you the last week in November and the first week or so in March. But, that’s it. It doesn’t belong during fall. Or spring. (And certainly not during summer!!) If winter would just stay in its lane, we would get along famously. The problem is, it doesn’t. Instead, it is unpredictable. 

I like to be in control. Barring that, I at least want to be able to plan appropriately. I hate when my plans are interrupted unexpectedly. I hate when I am not able to control or even predict what will happen next. 

But, here’s the other thing: Control is always an illusion. Life can’t be controlled. It isn’t meant to be. The journey of life is how you grow and learn. The Lord uses our journey to bring us to places we never would have gotten to on our own, but also wouldn’t be ready for if it wasn’t for the preparation of the journey! Also, people can’t be controlled. Trying to control others is a sure recipe for disaster. I know of few things that bring estrangement so firmly. Even trying to control yourself is a fallacy unless it happens through genuine, inward change (of character, values, habits, and so on). 

The challenge is to learn to embrace each season with joy. To learn to be like the Apostle Paul—content in every season & circumstance. Winter isn’t really my problem. Not even when it happens during fall. The problem is when I allow the outward season to dictate my inward one. 

So, instead, I’m going to choose joy in every season—even the in-between ones.

I hope you are embracing this winter-fall with joy, too! 

Love, Nik 

Fall/Winter in full swing!