The Older I get, The More I understand This Truth
Some may say I am young, and perhaps one day, I will be old. I do not know exactly where I stand between the two. What I do know is that each season I have lived through has left a lesson written upon my heart.
In the years I have spent under the sun, I have come to understand that life moves in seasons.
There are seasons to shine and seasons to remain silent. Seasons when you feel on top of the world, and seasons when you feel as though the earth should open up and swallow you whole. There are moments when you question your worth, and moments when you are reminded that you are worth far more than rubies.
Some seasons have pushed me into a corner, leaving me wondering whether I was truly meant to be here. Yet other seasons have gently reminded me that I have a purpose, that my life matters, and that my presence on this earth is not an accident.
One of the greatest lessons I have learned is that life rarely unfolds according to our expectations. As Scripture says, the race is not always to the swift, nor riches to the wise. Sometimes things happen beyond our understanding. Opportunities appear where they are least expected, and doors close when we are certain they should remain open.
The reality is simple: time and chance happen to us all.
No one is exempt.
Because of this, I have learned not to measure my journey against someone else's. Every person carries a unique story, a unique struggle, and a unique purpose. We are all walking different paths, yet we are all touched by the same uncertainties of life.
There have been seasons when I have had to stand alone. Seasons when loneliness settled deep within my soul and I questioned whether everything would ever fall into place.
I have watched people walk away from my life. I have also walked away from the lives of others.
The truth is, I am both wounded and imperfect. I have been hurt by people, and I have hurt people too. I have trusted deeply, only to see relationships fade. I have held on when I should have let go, and let go when I should have held on.
Yet life has taught me something important: not everyone is meant to stay forever.
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Some people are meant to walk with us for a season. They arrive bearing lessons, memories, comfort, or even pain. And when their season is over, we must learn to release them with grace rather than cling to what no longer belongs in our story.
Sometimes they leave us.
Sometimes we leave them.
Either way, life continues.
The beauty of maturity is learning acceptance—not passive resignation, but the willingness to embrace life as it comes. Acceptance teaches us to receive both joy and sorrow as teachers.
In seasons of abundance, keep shining.
In seasons of hardship, keep believing.
When life lifts you high, remain grateful.
When life brings you low, remain hopeful.
And when you find yourself in a season you do not understand, remind yourself that seasons do not last forever.
This too shall pass.
For time and chance happen to us all.
But so do healing, growth, purpose, and grace
As I celebrate another year of life today, I do not claim to have figured everything out. I am still learning, still growing, still healing, and still hoping. But if the seasons behind me have taught me anything, it is this: every season carries a lesson, and every lesson carries a gift.
For that, I am grateful.
