Season's change eventually and it all makes sense at the end of the season. I've been in seasons of overflowing rivers of living waters I've been through dry desert season's where I felt like walking dry bones, I've been through the wilderness , seasons of refining, seasons of purging . Several fiery trials, I've been through season's of constant betrayal, sessions of afflictions , oppression and opposition I've been I've been through a season of backsliding I've been the prodigal son. In it all through it all I cannot put into words the tender mercies of the Lord.
Hear the sound of truth search the scriptures see if these things be so