Font Size » Large | Small I married a rocker. No, Matt is not a fan of rocking chairs. He is a guitar player who loves Queen, Dream Theater, and a host of other bands with very skilled…excuse me, rockin’ lead guitarists. When Christmas rolls around, playing a Trans-Siberian Orchestra song in church is very high on his list of ways to celebrate the season. God worked it out that he married me, a pianist, and although I had never heard of the Trans-Siberian Orchestra before I met him, I quickly was introduced to their rocking style of Christmas music. When we first started playing these Christmas songs, we were part of a worship team that included several members. For the past couple of years, we have been part of a church plant with literally a handful of musicians. Without the opportunity to recreate the multi-guitar, drums, and keyboard arrangements we really love, we have pared down our arrangements to fit, well, just the two of us. We happened to join Elevation Church just before I became pregnant with our second child, who is now two years old. Our time at this church has been right in the middle of the season of parenting little ones. Matt and I have many conversations about things we would like to do, including learning a new Christmas song or laying down drum tracks on the keyboard for Sunday morning worship. A few weeks pass, and we have the same conversation again. The conversations always end with the phrase, “This is just our season of life right now.” What is true for parenting and family life is true for all of life in general: to everything there is a season. It’s not just a song. Ecclesiastes 3:1 says, “For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven.” Solomon proceeds to list many seasons that we can all identify throughout our lives. Among them: a time to be born, a time to die; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; a time to tear, and a time to sew (Ecclesiastes 3:2-8, ESV). This season with young children involves a lot of sowing and not a lot of reaping. I say the same things over and over to the point of driving myself crazy every day. It feels endless, yet when I step back, I know this season is short. I remind myself of the beginning stages of potty training. It felt like it would never end, and yet we are past it and on to the next challenge. Some days I long for another season. I desperately wish for freedom and time to pursue other passions and gifts that God has given me. But Jack and Isabella were given to us by God in His perfect timing. The God who formed me with the desire to make excellent music knew this time would come, and I would have to set that desire aside in order to parent these children right now. Are you struggling with your current season in life and longing for it to end? James 4:14 (ESV) says, “What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.” Do not wish away a single day of this very short life. Put your trust in His plan and make the most of today!