Finding Beauty in Your Winter Season
It is a rare person who looks forward to the winter season. Cold, inclement weather, combined with increased sickness and long, dark days can induce loneliness or depression. Previously green grass and plants all morph to ugly, drab colors, taking our cheerful outlook with them. We long for sunshine and spring, flowers and warmth, but winter seems unending. Yet the Bible says that “While the earth remains, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.” (Genesis 8:22, NASB).
In this case, what’s true in the natural realm is true also in the spiritual realm. Seasons exist not only for life on earth, but for our life in the Spirit as well. We have times of new beginnings, (springtime), times of busyness and activity (summer), and times of great harvest (fall). But there are also times when God calls us into a winter season, and more often than not, we enter this season reluctantly.
Winter seems to represent loss, change, and isolation for us, all things we prefer to do without. Recently, though, God gave me the gift of a winter spent with Him, and this season changed my entire perspective. It all started on a prayer walk I took in the fall.
In this case, what’s true in the natural realm is true also in the spiritual realm. Seasons exist not only for life on earth, but for our life in the Spirit as well. We have times of new beginnings, (springtime), times of busyness and activity (summer), and times of great harvest (fall). But there are also times when God calls us into a winter season, and more often than not, we enter this season reluctantly.
Winter seems to represent loss, change, and isolation for us, all things we prefer to do without. Recently, though, God gave me the gift of a winter spent with Him, and this season changed my entire perspective. It all started on a prayer walk I took in the fall.
I was walking along a quiet country lane near my home, at the peak of our New England autumn season. The air smelled exquisitely crisp and clean, there was stunning, fiery color in the trees all around me, and I was alone except for some birds and squirrels making provision for their nests. Spiritually, I was in a very fruitful and productive time of my life: active in my church, involved in several ministries, and seeing great answers to prayer. I had taken this walk alone to seek God about the future, and He answered me in a rather unexpected way.
I had reached a spot where a magnificent, stately old tree stood before me. It was glorious! The tree trunk’s diameter was roughly 4 feet wide. Its branches reached high above the other trees, fully extended, with gold, yellow, and red-hued leaves all throughout. I stopped to marvel at its beauty, and the Lord spoke to me in His quiet yet unmistakable voice.
He asked me to observe the tree as representative of the Body of Christ. He showed me that the base and roots represented Christ, and the branches the many denominations and churches throughout the earth. All the branches, though different from each other, are part of the same root system. He said that I had been among these branches, ministering healing in various ways to the people (the “leaves”) I brushed against as the wind of His Spirit moved me. I had been enjoying a fall “season” spiritually, and loved the beautiful experience of harvest.
What He asked me to do next was a surprise. He invited me to come back down from the branches, to move deeper into the trunk and root system of the tree.
When I heard this, my first thought was that the trunk was so ugly and barren in contrast! Why would I want to leave such splendor and activity, only to be lost in a grey place lacking any real distinction? Suddenly ashamed of myself, I realized that this was exactly what was said about Christ:
For He grew up before Him like a tender shoot, and like a root out of parched ground; He had no stately form or majesty that we should look upon Him, nor appearance that we should be attracted to Him. (Isaiah 53:2, NASB)
God was asking me to enter into a winter season of intimacy with His Son, and I found myself guilty of resisting because the idea seemed so unattractive! You see, I was not “burnt out” from ministry at the time, a condition that often requires believers to take a step back and regroup. There was no glaring sin in my life that needed to be dealt with, nor had I experienced any loss or setback which might necessitate my relinquishing responsibilities for a while. This was simply an invitation.
What I didn’t know then was how essential and life-changing this winter season would be for me. In retrospect, I saw that He gave me this experience for the purpose of knowing Him better and replacing my dread of winter with faith-filled expectations.
I didn’t know how vital the winter renewal process was for a tree. Through study, I learned that if a tree is denied its natural dormant stage, its lifespan is greatly reduced. Here was the principle of a Sabbath-rest, in living color! I learned that a tree’s height and stationary location are both dangerous factors in winter, since it is more exposed to cold and cannot move to hibernate as animals can. In order to survive, the tree stops making food (photosynthesis, or the process of converting energy from the sun into chemical sugars or saps), and turns inward. Moisture must be drawn from underground roots to protect the tree from winter drought. If a tree loses too much water, cells are destroyed.
He asked me to observe the tree as representative of the Body of Christ. He showed me that the base and roots represented Christ, and the branches the many denominations and churches throughout the earth. All the branches, though different from each other, are part of the same root system. He said that I had been among these branches, ministering healing in various ways to the people (the “leaves”) I brushed against as the wind of His Spirit moved me. I had been enjoying a fall “season” spiritually, and loved the beautiful experience of harvest.
What He asked me to do next was a surprise. He invited me to come back down from the branches, to move deeper into the trunk and root system of the tree.
When I heard this, my first thought was that the trunk was so ugly and barren in contrast! Why would I want to leave such splendor and activity, only to be lost in a grey place lacking any real distinction? Suddenly ashamed of myself, I realized that this was exactly what was said about Christ:
For He grew up before Him like a tender shoot, and like a root out of parched ground; He had no stately form or majesty that we should look upon Him, nor appearance that we should be attracted to Him. (Isaiah 53:2, NASB)
God was asking me to enter into a winter season of intimacy with His Son, and I found myself guilty of resisting because the idea seemed so unattractive! You see, I was not “burnt out” from ministry at the time, a condition that often requires believers to take a step back and regroup. There was no glaring sin in my life that needed to be dealt with, nor had I experienced any loss or setback which might necessitate my relinquishing responsibilities for a while. This was simply an invitation.
What I didn’t know then was how essential and life-changing this winter season would be for me. In retrospect, I saw that He gave me this experience for the purpose of knowing Him better and replacing my dread of winter with faith-filled expectations.
I didn’t know how vital the winter renewal process was for a tree. Through study, I learned that if a tree is denied its natural dormant stage, its lifespan is greatly reduced. Here was the principle of a Sabbath-rest, in living color! I learned that a tree’s height and stationary location are both dangerous factors in winter, since it is more exposed to cold and cannot move to hibernate as animals can. In order to survive, the tree stops making food (photosynthesis, or the process of converting energy from the sun into chemical sugars or saps), and turns inward. Moisture must be drawn from underground roots to protect the tree from winter drought. If a tree loses too much water, cells are destroyed.
As winter approached, I was taking another walk through the woods and the Lord stopped me again, this time to observe a barren tree. It was completely devoid of leaves, a spindly, grey structure with no apparent growth. This time, He drew upon what I had learned about trees to instruct me: without the water of the Word, a believer will not survive the winter season. As a gardener mulches or covers his trees to preserve warmth and moisture, so believers must immerse themselves in Christ and His Word in order to preserve and renew themselves. This is not a time to serve (or in the case of the tree, to create food or expend energy), but a time of intimacy with Him. By drawing upon the pure water of the Spirit, we sustain ourselves until springtime arrives.
The apostle Paul writes in Romans 11:18, “…remember that you do not support the root, but the root supports you.” Paul is speaking of the Jews here, but it is equally true of Christ, who is the basis and support of our faith. In Revelation 5:5 and 22:16, Jesus is called the “Root of David.” In the very first recorded speech of John the Baptist (Matthew 3:10), we hear him saying, “The axe is already laid at the root of the trees; therefore every good tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.” And Ezekiel 47:12 give us a prophetic picture of the believer drawing water from the river of life: “Their leaves will not wither and their fruit will not fail. They will bear every month because their water flows from the sanctuary, and their fruit will be for food and their leaves for healing.”
I spent my winter season digging deep into the water of His Word, and I not only survived but also enjoyed the process! I found that winter, to Christ, is a little bit like sitting by a warm fire with your beloved; it is an enjoyable time of reconnecting. The cold that drove us indoors was not meant to be conducive to activity, but to intimacy. Our conversations grew longer, our understanding was deepened, and our love for one another grew. We made plans for the future, much like a gardener would plan for spring. And eventually, we itched to be outside again, sharing in the delight of warm springtime and celebrating like the lovers in the Song of Songs. The rest from hard labor rejuvenated us, and we were ready again to emerge into the new things God had prepared for us. I would not trade this experience with Him for anything, and can honestly say that I look forward to each and every spiritual season now, especially winter.
I spent my winter season digging deep into the water of His Word, and I not only survived but also enjoyed the process! I found that winter, to Christ, is a little bit like sitting by a warm fire with your beloved; it is an enjoyable time of reconnecting. The cold that drove us indoors was not meant to be conducive to activity, but to intimacy. Our conversations grew longer, our understanding was deepened, and our love for one another grew. We made plans for the future, much like a gardener would plan for spring. And eventually, we itched to be outside again, sharing in the delight of warm springtime and celebrating like the lovers in the Song of Songs. The rest from hard labor rejuvenated us, and we were ready again to emerge into the new things God had prepared for us. I would not trade this experience with Him for anything, and can honestly say that I look forward to each and every spiritual season now, especially winter.
Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord and whose trust is in the Lord. For he will be like a tree planted by the water, that extends its roots by a stream and will not fear when the heat comes; but its leaves will be green, and it will not be anxious in a year of drought nor cease to yield fruit.
~Jeremiah 17:7-8
*All Scriptures NASB unless noted. Copyright Deborah Perkins, 2014
~Jeremiah 17:7-8
*All Scriptures NASB unless noted. Copyright Deborah Perkins, 2014
Deborah Perkins is passionate about helping connect people to God. She writes about knowing God and hearing His voice at HisInscriptions.com. To subscribe to her blog, click here.
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