There is a time for everything, and a
season for every activity under heaven.
Come along as I remember the childlike wonder and adventure
of animated Disney movies, the inspiration of this week’s devotionals.
Walt Disney’s Bambi
begins with the enthusiasm of new life as Bambi, the young prince is born. He quickly learns how to walk and then bound
over the meadow. All the forest animals
eagerly introduce themselves to him. Excitement and fun meet Bambi as he encounters each fascinating new turn
of life. He finds good friends, tries
interesting foods, and explores new territories. Life is good for young Bambi - until winter
descends on the meadow.
At first, Bambi greets the new season with anticipation. He scampers in the new-fallen snow. He skates with Thumper on the frozen
pond. As winter marches on, Bambi comes
face to face with the harshness of the season. Loneliness as his friends hibernate, shivering cold as temperatures
drop, hunger as food becomes increasingly scarce, and grief after his mother
tragically is killed.
Gazing out my windows, I notice leaves raining down all
around. Coolness settles in the
air. Autumn rains begin falling. Radiant splashes of yellow, orange and red
replace the green of trees. I enjoy this
time of year.
But soon winter will arrive along with frigid temperatures,
decreased activity and shortened days. All of this God preordained and ordered.
Like Bambi, we will undoubtedly go through cold, winter
seasons in life. Loneliness, scarcity,
and grief may threaten to overcome us. We are promised that everything lasts for a season. And seasons change. The winter won’t last indefinitely. Although it may seem elusive at the moment,
spring will come again.
Winter wasn’t the last season of Bambi’s life. Hard, frozen earth gave way to soft carpets
of green grass and vivid flowers. Food
sprouted in abundance. Relationships
were renewed with his friends. Bambi
found companionship and love with a beautiful doe, Faline. Shortly afterwards, Bambi and Faline became
the proud parents of two precious fawns.
Thank You, Father, for the changing
seasons.
Terri
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