Seasons


By Jimmy Cochran

Columnist


“For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven.” (Ecclesiastes 3:1)

I find it harder and harder to get out of bed, out of a chair, out of the car, up and out of just about everything. My knees don’t work out as well and my shoulders and neck ache much of the time. It just takes longer to get going. It is the season of growing older in my life and it has given me cause to think back over the seasons of my life … and the seasons we all face in life.

As a child, I had boundless energy. Growing up in East Atlanta with a great neighborhood of kids, we stayed outside playing until dark every possible day until we would start hearing screen doors creak open and our Mom’s whistle that meant to come home. There were no worries in our little world about crime, hunger, war, or (at that time) careers. We just knew we were loved by our families and friends. As a young boy, my life centered around family, friends, and the church. And, the most important event of my childhood was that I learned about God and Jesus and how much He loved me, so I gave my life to Christ. This, too, was a common event among my friends. We all believed and were active in our own churches.

Then the season of my teenage years came during the turbulent 1960’s and the world seemed upside down in many ways, but I was safely ensconced in my high school band nerd world. I grew in my relationship with Christ during these years that helped me to face the trials and tribulations of the teenage years.

College brought a whole new season. I began to prepare for my future, made the friends that I still have to this day and became active in Christian groups where I traveled around the state to conferences and to churches …. using my musical gifts and sharing my testimony.

Through the next thirty years, I made a good career at Georgia State University. Being a large urban University, it was a very diverse campus and I enjoyed associating and being friends with people from many different ethnic backgrounds and cultures. Somehow, in the secular working world, it was more difficult to hang on to my faith because, well, things are asked and expected that would sometimes go against my beliefs, and I struggled at times to do what God would want me to do. But, as God asks, we can just do the best we can and I was fortunate to have a good foundation to fall back on during the difficult times of decision.

Finally, the season of retirement came and I left Georgia State for various and sundry part-time jobs here in the McDonough area. Some were good choices; some not so good, and I had to once again, lean on God for my (literally) survival at times. Now as I begin to slow down somewhat, I find that I am turning increasingly to scripture and worship music for my peace and comfort. I look forward to many more years, maybe with a few aches and pains, but with a closer relationship with my God.

The once constant in my life has been Jesus. As we are told in the scriptures, “Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.” (Hebrews 13:8). The same Jesus who was with me when I was playing “Red Rover” and “Swing Statue” with the kids in East Atlanta is the same Jesus who is with me today when I groan as I stand up from my recliner. Trust Him. He is Faithful through ALL the seasons of your life.

And today my friends, this has been the gospel according to Jimmy.

Jimmy Cochran is a resident of McDonough, a musician, a minister and the author of Being God’s and Staying God’s, both available at Amazon.com. Being God’s is also available at Moye’s Pharmacy in McDonough.