The young mother sat and watched her only child as he played. Although she was ever vigilant as she monitored his movements, her heart was made glad as she took in the scenery around her. She was reminded of the words of Jesus as he said, "Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these." - Luke 12:27
She thought of Solomon as he spoke of the seasons.
1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. -- Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
She began to contemplate the periods of her life. She grew up in a home that was perhaps lacking in some material needs but was filled with a rich love one for another. She never realized the family sometimes struggled near the poverty line.
As she remembered the years of growing - both physically and spiritually - with her birth family, she realized this was a season of the past. Now she was entering another period in her life. It was a time for her own family to grow and mature as God intended. Again, she remembered the words of Solomon, "Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it." - Proverbs 22:6
This was just the second season of the leaves for the small boy. It didn't mean so much to the child. However, to his mom, it was one more blessing from her heavenly Father.