The thing about life is that it doesn’t stand still for anyone. People come and go. Relationships begin and end. You have your good days and your bad days. Summer gives way to Autumn. Winter gives way to Spring. Birthdays pass. Holidays pass. Everything keeps moving.
It’s beautiful, really. It helps us learn to accept change, which is an inevitable part of life. It helps us learn to keep moving forward and to not let things hold us back, lest we be left behind.
Sometimes, though, you do have to slow down and learn to appreciate every season for what it’s worth. As humans, we go through different seasons in our lives. Seasons of loneliness, of sorrow, of regret. Seasons of joy, of family, of acceptance. Seasons of doubt, of fear, of discouragement. Each of these seasons matter because they shape who we will one day become. I’ve learned to never allow myself to become ashamed of the many seasons of my life – to never let anyone make me feel afraid to acknowledge the fact that I went through them. I’m determined to live my life how it plays out. I refuse to let others’ prejudice hold me back.
I love all my seasons. I’m grateful for every one. Without them, I would not be the man I am today. I am strong because I was weak. I am fearless because I was afraid. I believe because I doubted. I am happy because I was sad. I hope because I was hopeless. I have joy because I was depressed. I have faith because I was lost. I have peace because I was in turmoil. I’m a leader because I learned. I’m a writer because of what I experienced. I’m a worshiper because He’s given me a reason to sing. I take photos because I’ve learned to appreciate the beautiful moments. This is who I am. This is who I’ve become.
And as the new year approaches, I am so beyond thrilled for what’s in store for me. I can’t help but wonder and ponder: is this the year?
Is this the year I could find love? Is this the year I become a successful writer? Is this the year I forget the pain? Is this the year I break free of the things that hold me back? Is this the year I get my first car? Or move out, into my first apartment? Is this the year everything changes?
I’m excited. I’m thrilled. I’m ready to face every challenge head-on. I wonder what it will be like? What it will feel like? Who I will be a year from now? No matter how long it takes, I’m going somewhere beautiful.
This is my becoming.