Conversations with My Daughter

Conversations with My Daughter: “Can’t Dance, and It’s Too Wet to Plow” (A Devotional on Seasons and Patient Obedience) Scripture: “To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.” — Ecclesiastes 3:1 (KJV) “Those who sow in tears shall reap with songs of joy.” — Psalm 126:5 (ESV) Good morning, my daughter… Sometimes life hands us seasons that feel like contradictions — a heart ready to sing but circumstances that hush us; hands eager to work but ground too soft to till. “Can’t dance, and it’s too wet to plow” — is the language of waiting. It’s not failure; it’s a season. God’s timing is not a punishment but protection. There are times to celebrate and times to prepare. Learn to read the weather of your life: when to move, when to wait, and when to pray. Daughter: Mama, waiting feels like losing time. How do I know I’m not wasting it? Mother: Waiting wisely is never wasted. When the soil is too wet, plowing will ruin the field; when the heart is not ready, rushing can birth regret. Use this season to deepen roots — pray, study the Word, mend relationships, sharpen gifts, and grow patience. Dance in your heart even when your feet are still. Prepare so that when the sun comes, your sowing and your songs are full and fruitful. Reflection: 1. Seasons teach discernment: not every open door is a calling, and not every closed door is a denial. 2. Preparation is spiritual work: rest, repentance, learning, and tenderness toward yourself are holy tasks. 3. Trust that God times harvests. Tears and waiting are often the water that makes future joy grow. 4. Small faithful acts matter: pray five extra minutes, speak a kind word, stay honest with your boundaries — these are seeds for harvest. Practical Steps for a “Wet Soil” Season: • Build quiet rhythms: rise a little earlier for prayer or scripture. • Invest in inner growth: read one spiritual book, journal, or memorize a verse. • Serve quietly: help someone without fanfare — fruit often forms in secret. • Guard your joy: sing privately, keep a gratitude list, and celebrate small mercies. Prayer: Lord, in seasons of waiting teach us wisdom. When our feet itch to dance but the ground is not ready, give us patience and purpose. Turn our quiet into preparation, our tears into fertilizer for future joy. Keep our hearts attentive to Your timing and our hands ready for the work You will give us. Let us trust You — that when the soil is right, You will send the sun and our songs will rise. In Jesus’ name, Amen.