Ice breakers can be so awkward.
“How much does a polar bear weigh?”
“Enough to break the ice! I’m Katy”
Or the whole “I’m Katy, my hobbies are _______, I am from Georgia, and here’s one interesting fact about me.” I am usually tempted to make up a hobby because recovering from ankle surgery (more on that later) just doesn’t spark interest.
Last week, I joined a few other ladies for a new Bible Study, and instead of the generic “tell us about yourself”, our facilitator had us go around the room and tell what season of life we are in. I loved hearing about each of their lives – and none of them were the same – and there were no categories to fall into! We just had the freedom to say where we are in life and that was our “season”. I have been thinking lately about all of the seasons that I have been in – just in the past few years. Some have lasted longer than others. Some have been painful, and some have been overflowing with joy! But one thing is certain about both: they don’t last forever. The dark nights of the soul will soon be replaced with the light you’ve been longing for. And the mountaintop experiences seem but a moment. Let’s talk about a few…