Allison Janae Blog

Photo courtesy of the author’s husband, January 2026.

The wind continues to howl through the trees and houses. It has gusted for over four days now, bringing with it drastically swinging temperatures and  bouts of downpour rain. “In like a lion, out like a lamb”?

It reminds me of the turbulence of life: The intense joys, mingled with the deep heartache and smashing-soul tragedies. It reminds me how we all want to be in a different season them we’re in: Single wish for marriage; married wish for children; parents wish to be alone; the busy wish for slowness; the slow wish for busyness, the overwhelmed wish for emptiness; the empty wish for chaos + movement. None of us are content in truly abiding in our season, are we? In settling into the place, moving in, getting comfortable?

But what if I did “move in” to the moment I am living? Instead of acting as though the next- or some future- season of life is a vacation I’m planning for and can’t wait to leave my awful, mundane everyday life to go on it.

Do I let myself feel the wind? And rain? The cold and heat? Instead of sheltering myself from the weather, coddling myself and avoiding the true experience of adventure in real life. 

Dear Jesus, help me to live in this now. To enjoy it as my real life. To really savor all that is contained in my life, in March of 2026. I know the “next season” will not come sooner by my wishing for it. And it will hold its own kind of challenging weather.

Thank you, God, for the change of seasons.