Fresh strawberries in february

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I want to say something about seasons. Because season are very important to how we live our lifes. And yet, us, modern humans, have completely forgotten one of the most important lessons, that the seasons teaches us; That sometimes we must WAIT. And more radically, often we must WAIT for something to DIE, before the new can arise.

 

And I think I know where it all went wrong. It happened with fresh strawberries… I know this doesn’t make any sense, but let me explain. Today, we are so amazingly blessed, that we can go into a supermarket, at 2 a.m. in February, and buy fresh strawberries, that were only picked a day earlier on the other side of the planet. We literally do not have to wait for anything. When we order new shoes online, we are willing to pay extra for 1-day-rush delivery, so that we have the shoes the very next day.

We hate waiting! Waiting in line, waiting for our package, waiting for fresh strawberries. We want to have everything available all the time. But that’s not how the seasons work…

 

Now if you didn’t already know this; there are 4 seasons. (I know! Amazing, right?) First of them are winter, where the earth may seem barren and lifeless, but this is where all the creations prepare for the new year. Nutrients assemble around the seeds in the earth and the seeds get ready for the first sign of spring. In spring, the first rays of sunlight start an explosion of momentum. The seedlings shoot up of the ground and the massive trees opens up their leaves. All leading to summer, where all the plants work to create the best new seeds, that can keep the species alive.

And then what happens: Fall! Death… After all this life, all this momentum, the life stops and fades away. But as it fades and dies, the plants let go of their carefully created seeds. In their death, they give life to a new year.

So in a year, we see the earth explode and become a cathedral of life, and then slowly decay and fade away. But all this happens just so, we can survive another year. The death of one year leads to the life of the next!

 

Now you might be thinking: “This rings a bell! Oh, where might I have heard this before?” Probably in church! This is also the grand narrative of the New Testament… (the story of Jesus)

 

But do not be alarmed, this is not the sermon edition. Because this thing with seasons goes much deeper, than ‘just’ that. This is also the grand narrative of all our lives. Ever so often, something must die for something new and better can arise. We must let go of being a child to become a teenager, and we must let go of being a teenager to be an adult. And our ‘one’ must die, to find together with another and become a ‘two’. And the ‘two’ must die, to give place for new life, and become a ‘three’.

 

Every time something must die! I can’t keep being the center of my life, if I want to have a good marriage. And we can’t keep being spontaneous or go to as many concerts late at night, if we want to create a tiny human. We must ever so often die (metaphorically speaking, of course), for something better and more beautiful to arise.

 

And you know what? A couple of hundred years before our time, a king from Jerusalem wrote about this (One called Solomon). He wrote:

“There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:

a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.”

 

May we see when our time is. May we see what must die, for new life to arise. And may we learn to wait…

 

That’s my hope!

 

 

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