A Season In Your Path

Another song I love. Sorry, don’t have an mp3 for it, but no one listens to the ones I post anyway so who cares.

A Season In Your Path

Wayne Watson

Heard that friends are friends forever, but we don’t talk much anymore…
I guess that I’ve gone my way, and I guess that you’ve gone yours.

Was kindness too neglected on my list of deep regret in spite of distance unexpected, can we forgive but not forget?

Sometimes I think about you, some old memories make me cry…
remembering the good times make me laugh, yeah, yeah…
but all in all I’m richer for the happy and the sad,
and thankful for a season in your path…

I guess God alone deciphers when people need each other most
who will be the blessed receiver and who will be the gracious host
and all the servant here can do is unto the Lord avail
content at times to be the wind and at times to be the sail

If another winter settles on your shoulder down the road,
without a thought of what’s behind us, let me help you pull your load…

Sometimes I think about you, some old memories make me cry…
but remembering the good times make me laugh, yeah, yeah…
oh but all in all I’m richer for the happy and the sad,
and thankful for a season in your path…

Oh yeah, thankful for a season in your path…

First of, let me say that I still like old school CCM a lot. Some people talk about how they listen to old CCM and can’t believe how cheesy it is, but I dunno, I still like it. I was listening to Amy Grant’s Greatest Hits album (SN – I found out recently that Aaron Carter has 2 different greatest hits albums. That’s just absurd) recently and it brought back a lot of good memories. And yeah, I like some of Wayne Watson’s old stuff also.

This song is particular is one I really like. Musically, it’s just whatever but the lyric sticks with me a lot. I think the single greatest lesson I’ve learned at my current church is the concept of seasons, pretty sure I’ve written about it before. But yeah, before, I would always think, I personally and my church in general needs to do everything well all the time, which inevitably leads to doing nothing well. I’ve come to be a big believer in the concept of seasons; not necessarily neglecting things, but putting different emphases on different things at different times.

Anyway, I think the same applies to friendships. It’s somewhat sad that friendships ebb and flow. But I like what the song says, that even though that happens, there’s still worth and value in that season of friendship; it wasn’t a waste. I dig that a lot and find myself thinking about it quite frequently.

I also kinda like the first line. I dunno if that’s a slam on the Michael W. Smith song but it amuses me.