Seasons

I greet you in Jesus’ precious name! It is Monday morning, the 12th of May, 2025, and this is your friend, Angus Buchan, with a thought for today. 

We start in the Book of Ecclesiastes 3:1-2:

“To everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven:
A time to be born,
And a time to die;
A time to plant,
And a time to pluck what is planted;…”

Then we go to the Gospel of John 4:35. Jesus said:

“Do you not say,‘There are still four months and then comes the harvest’? Behold, I say to you, lift up your eyes and look at the fields, for they are already white for harvest!”

We are speaking today about seasons. What season are you in? In South Africa, we are going into winter. I know in Europe and in North America, they are going into summer. I love seasons, as a farmer, I really do. Every season is so special. We are in the autumn season at the moment in South Africa. The Americans call it the time of fall, the fall season, where all the trees are losing their leaves. They are a beautiful golden amber colour, rich in colour. The crops are golden for harvest. Jesus says, “Do not hold back. It is time to reap.” 

What season are you in at the moment? I know that Canada is a beautiful country, but it also can be very harsh for agriculture. Those men have to work because they have a hundred days to prepare their land, plant their crops, and harvest their crops before the snow. They need to look sharp.

Don’t waste the season that you are in at the moment. The Lord will use you in whatever season you happen to be in, and do not wish it away. I get so sad when I hear people say, “I wish this winter would finish” and then they say, “I wish the spring would get done with” and then “Summer, it is so hot. I wish the winter would come.” They are never happy. Every season is very special. Don’t wish it away, but rather embrace it and enjoy it. Don’t be afraid of retirement, madam. Sir, don’t be afraid. It is an opportunity, a new opportunity to be used by God. I want to say to that young man, a faint heart never gained a fair maiden. If you love her, propose to her and marry her. What are you hanging around for? If you don’t look sharp somebody else will marry her. 

I remember in London in the City Temple, I married no less than twelve couples in one night, and they came in their casual clothes. It is a service I will never forget as long as I live. I also remember standing in the stadium, the rugby stadium in Durban, at Kings Park, and saying, “To hell with El Nino” (that’s the drought). I am going home to plant potatoes.” And I did.

Have a wonderful day, Jesus bless you and goodbye.