He remains through every change.
Hi friends!
It’s been a year since I posted a blog here! Last fall, I was experiencing pretty rough morning sickness and welcomed a baby boy into the world in May. This summer has been so much fun, busy, different, and fulfilling. I love being a mom of 2. Andy and I both feel so grateful to be parents to them. The garden was in full force. I grew almost 95% of my crops this year from seed starting in January. In January, we also welcomed home a Great Pyrenees dog, her name is Minnie and she’s the best livestock guardian dog. We have chickens again. (Funny fact, when I was dealing with morning sickness, I had Andy rehome our chickens because they grossed me out so badly. They went to his friend who already has several chickens.) We got more in April. 😝
This past week, Andy, Vivianne, Jedsen, and I, went on our first family vacation to Red River Gorge in Kentucky. We had lots of time to relax as a family and enjoy the outdoors. While there, I was thinking about what my next blog would be about as we’re starting the transition from summer to fall. So here is the title, and I hope it speaks to just one of you reading.
He remains through every change.
“A reflection on not fearing what lies ahead, but trusting the God who’s the author of every season.”
Our minds often focus more on the important and major events in our lives. It’s similar to the seasons we focus on, too. A lot of us look forward to summer, and a lot of us look forward to winter ending. For me, I have been thinking a lot about how I feel towards the arrival of September. I thought it was odd considering fall has always been my favorite season. It was always full of Friday night lights, warm beverages, cute clothes, cozy nights, bonfires, and more. I started to really question why and just how that has changed for me.
As I’ve been processing, I realized that it’s most likely due to how my life has played out the last 4-5 years. When I think of major key moments that have shaped me into who I am today, good and bad, a lot of those occurred in the fall. Most are good. My wedding, becoming a mother, etc.
While there were beautiful moments and memories, my mind remembers that major changes in my family took place in the fall months. And due to those major changes, my world flipped upside down and my family will never be the same as it once was. My morning sickness was very prevalent last fall. One fall in 2022, our water stopped working due to the well at our house needing to be completely re done and having to stay at family’s houses starting the day after I decorated for Christmas. January of 2022, Andy and I experienced a misscarriage and I just remember so heavily the snow outside and the cold, short days that immediately followed. I’ve been 3-4 months postpartum when fall comes around twice now. There are lots and lots of memories and stories that I carry from the last several years that I believe changed my outlook on the fall.
Our bodies keep track of our experiences. I’ve had this subconscious fear for the fall in the back of my head. I can feel anxiety creeping in and a sudden panic thinking about what could happen next. It’s almost a “doomed” feeling. It is discouraging and slightly scary to me, because like I shared above, fall has always been in the books as my favorite time of year. But more importantly, I was thinking about what I can do to try to change my perspective and even my subconscious as we approach fall this year. For starters, I am relieved that I figured out the cause of the feelings that I find myself having.
I am learning to invite God into those spaces of fear and dread. Seasons come and go, but the Lord remains the same yesterday, today, and forever. When I look at my garden, I see His provision and goodness. When I look at the frost, I see His preparation and faithfulness. Both are necessary, and both are written by His hand. Scripture says,: “While the earth remains, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night, shall not cease.” (Genesis 8:22) That means every season has purpose, even when it feels uncomfortable or uncertain.
I realized that my fear of the fall months has been rooted in remembering pain and change—but God calls me not to fear what’s ahead. Instead, He invites me to trust Him with tomorrow. Just as the garden needs the frost to rest and prepare for spring, my life needs those slower, colder seasons to refine me and deepen my roots in Him. It doesn’t mean it’s going to be bad. Life is ever changing.
So this September, instead of anticipating dread, I want to welcome the beauty of what’s coming. I want to embrace the cozy nights, the stillness, and even the unknowns, knowing the Lord is already there. He is the God of the here and now. He is just as much the God of the fall and winter as he is in the spring and summertime.
And maybe for you, friend, the season ahead feels heavy too. Maybe you’re carrying anxiety about what could come next. My prayer is that we both learn to see the importance of what lies ahead—not with fear, but with trust. Because no matter what the calendar says, God is still writing a good story with our lives.
As I reflect on these things, I’m reminded of the importance of staying present with the Lord. Not rushing ahead in fear of what could happen, and not dwelling too long on the weight of the past—but meeting Him right here, in today. The memories of difficult seasons don’t have to define me; instead, they can remind me of what I’ve survived, what I’ve learned, and how God has carried me through. There is value in each moment, even the hard ones, because they shape us and draw us closer to Him. We are all just experiencing and living life for the very first time. How cool is it that we have these tools from Him?
Here’s a small prayer that I’m going to hang up on my fridge or my mirror to be reminded every single day to pray. If you resonate with this at all, I encourage you to copy/paste, print it out, and do the same thing.
“Lord, free me from the grip of past experiences that try to follow me into new seasons. Help me to remember not the fear, but the lessons and the strength You gave me to endure. Thank You for both the harvest and the frost, for the joy and the trials, and for Your presence that never changes. Teach me to stay in the present with You, trusting that every season is in Your hands. Amen.”
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With love,
Lexi — 9.1.25
