I prefer the spring. The leaves are coming out, and the birds are coming back. It's usually not too hot, and it's not too cold. Unfortunately, though, I can't have spring all the time. Solomon wrote in Ecclesiastes that "for everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven." Following this statement, there are a series of pairs, one of which is positive and the other negative. In chapter 3:4, for example, he says that there is "a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance." In every case, I'd prefer one over the other, but "the Preacher" tells me that there is a time for every matter under heaven. He gives spring, and he gives winter. There is a time to weep, and there is a time to laugh. I only want the "good" stuff, but he also gives me the "bad" stuff. In verse 14, he writes, "God has done it, so that people fear before him." In other words, God has ordered things this way, so we would recognize whose world this really is and where we fit into it. My responsibility is to gratefully submit to his will no matter what season it is knowing that he could have given me an eternity of something worse than winter. Because of Christ's work for me and for Ian, though, the best season is still to come.
Yesterday, when Lydia got up from her nap, she wasn't very cheerful, and Ian reached out his hand and put it on her back as if to comfort her.
He still doesn't talk to us, though. It's very confusing.
Please pray for continuing wisdom for us and all the therapists who visit Ian and all those who care for Ian. Pray for Ian.