The Lord spoke of a new season upon me. And most likely for you too. Because…we can’t stay in the same wine barrel forever. Just as they do in the Galilee of Israel vineyards, after the grape juice sits in a barrel for a certain, measured, exact length of time, they pour it into another vessel. That leaves the old sediment behind, which can ruin the soon-to-be wine if left in the barrel too long. Stagnant. Impure. Bitter. (Ever get that feeling)
And then they do it again.
So, it is with us. If we are not going from season to season, from one adventure to another, it gets old really fast. We get ingrained with the mundane. We become accustomed to sitting on the fluffy couch (clique again!) and get annoyed when someone asks us to get up and do something.