A Sunday View from a Pew: When Due Season Shows Up

Someone recently asked me “How many seasons are there in a year?” I already knew it was a setup, but I answered the way I was taught: four. Spring, summer, fall, winter. He said, “You’re missing one.” I paused. “Five seasons?”

He said, “Yes—due season.”

That answer sat with me, because due season isn’t something you learn in school. It’s something you learn in life. Due season isn’t about weather—it’s about timing. It’s about what God does when heaven decides the time is right.

The Bible says, “Be not weary in well doing: for in due season you shall reap, if you faint not.” That scripture assumes something important: you got tired. You got discouraged. You questioned whether it was worth it. But you didn’t quit.

And that’s who this word is for—the ones who almost gave up but didn’t. The ones who kept praying when nothing changed. The ones who kept sowing kindness into people who never returned it. The ones who kept believing when faith felt more like habit than hope.

Due season is what shows up after endurance. After patience has been stretched. After faith has been tested.

We like spring because things start blooming. We enjoy summer because things feel warm and easy. We tolerate fall because it’s predictable. But winter? Winter is where faith gets real. Winter is where everything looks dead, even though it’s still alive underneath. Winter is where God does His deepest work—where roots grow stronger, not taller.

And here’s what many people don’t understand: nothing blooms without surviving winter.

Due season comes when you’ve done everything you know to do and can’t do anything else but trust God. It’s the moment when heaven says, “Enough waiting. Enough surviving. It’s time.”

God says, I will restore the years that were stolen. Not just the money—the time. Not just the opportunities—the confidence. Not just what you lost publicly—but what was taken from you privately.

That’s why due season feels overwhelming when it arrives. It’s restoration on top of restoration. Healing and promotion happening at the same time. Teaching and elevation happening at the same time. God doesn’t just bring you out—He brings you out better.

That’s divine overlap.

Due season is when God proves you weren’t forgotten—you were being prepared. When what looked like delay turns out to be development. When the struggle didn’t disqualify you—it qualified you.

Some of us have been barely surviving. Just enough strength to make it through the week. Just enough faith to get through the night. Just enough joy to keep from breaking.

But hear this clearly from the pew: God did not bring you this far to leave you here.

When due season arrives, it rains. Not a drizzle—but an outpour. Rain that refreshes your soul. Rain that changes how you think. Rain that shifts how you see yourself. Rain that causes fruit to grow in places people thought were barren.

And when it rains, you don’t apologize for the overflow.

You don’t explain your breakthrough. You don’t downplay your blessing. You don’t shrink so others can stay comfortable.

You lift your hands. You lift your voice. You give God praise in advance.

Because due season isn’t about luck. It’s about obedience. It’s about endurance. It’s about trusting God when it didn’t make sense.

So from this pew, I came to tell somebody: your due season is here. The harvest is showing up. The rain is falling. The impossible is becoming possible.

Congratulations—you made it.