Have You Entered the “M” Season?

It sounded so old. And it sounded frail. I didn’t even like the sound of the dreaded “disease” they kept mentioning: “menopause.” I thought surely only wimpy women gave into the symptoms I heard about as we sat on the front porch of my grandmother’s house that Sunday afternoon. As an eight year old, I was confident that when I reached “that” age, I wouldn’t cave to such silliness.

If those precious “old” ladies could’ve read my mind . . .

Hot flashes . . . surely that was their imagination . . . mood swings . . . get a grip . . . depression . . . (sigh) these women need to get a life . . . is this all they can talk about?

Of course, now I realize that what I thought of as “old ladies” then wasn’t really that old!

I’ve always called it the “M” season, because I hated that word: menopause.

I’m wondering whether the Father graciously looked down on such an arrogant little girl, sitting amongst the “old ladies” on her grandmother’s porch, and in compassion, He determined that a good dose of the “M” season was exactly what she would need in about forty years! Yep, that “M” season has definitely brought me to my knees in ways I would never have imagined.

But I’ve had to accept the fact that the “M” season has snuck up on me and as a dear friend frequently reminds me, “Anything that causes us to need God is a good thing . . .” right? 

This season has caused me to “need God” in a way that I’ve never needed Him before. It has brought a new sensation into my life: fear. Fear has never been much of an issue with me . . . but something about this strange terrain brings with it this new enemy.

It is funny to think about “fearing” this season of life . . . but on some of my worst days I’ve literally “feared” I’d never sleep a full night again, feared I was losing my mind, feared I’d never return to “normal.” I’ve feared that the dark shroud might reappear, and I’ve feared the changes that come with this process. But I’ve found no matter how strange this new terrain grows, no matter how unfamiliar this territory . . . my faithful Companion hasn’t changed.

I may be changing, but thankfully, He isn’t! 

[box]“The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The LORD is the stronghold of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?” (Psalm 27:1)[/box]

I’ve clung to Him like never before through this crazy, mixed-up feeling, hormones-out-of-whack season, and I’ve found that He is that same faithful, constant Companion that He was when I was an arrogant young girl on my grandmother’s porch.

And this is why I don’t fear . . . because although I’m changing—He is the same.

In my next post, I’ll explain why I refer to this season as the “other side of womanhood,” but for now, I’d love to hear from you . . .

Are you there? Have you entered the “M” season yet? Are you hurtling toward the “other side of womanhood?”

What challenges have you encountered and how are you dealing with those?

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  • Becky Arnold

    Yes, lots of changes. The physical changes are hard enough, but then by God’s design we are also going through family changes — like kids moving out or getting married, the house is becoming quieter, the kids need us less when we are accustomed to them consuming most of our time, my husband’s job of 30 years ended. All of these together bring a new and real crying out to the Lord. We are also in the middle of church and financial changes and decisions. So many changes at once! Yet I don’t remember the last time I felt such a peace and calm inside which only comes from the Holy Spirit. My Father is carrying me and it is sweet as I learn to trust Him on a whole new level. The faith of a mustard seed, it’s all I ask of the Lord. Thanks for this post, Kim.

  • Julie Musil

    Not yet! But my sister is in the throes of the M word. Hot flashes like crazy.

    I’m learning the truth about what your friend says…anything that causes us to need God is a good thing. Seems strange to call these seasons of difficulty “good.” My perspective sure has changed a lot lately.

  • Kimberly Wagner

    Hello, Becky ~

    I can relate to so much of what you’re experiencing right now, friend. I’m so grateful for His unchanging character in the midst of a changing culture and the personal transitions in my life!

    Psalm 40 was a reassuring word to me this morning:

    I waited patiently for the Lord;
    he inclined to me and heard my cry.

    He drew me up from the pit of destruction,
    out of the miry bog,
    and set my feet upon a rock,
    making my steps secure.

    He put a new song in my mouth,
    a song of praise to our God.
    Many will see and fear,
    and put their trust in the Lord.

    Blessed is the man who makes
    the Lord his trust,
    who does not turn to the proud,
    to those who go astray after a lie!

    You have multiplied, O Lord my God,
    your wondrous deeds and your thoughts toward us;
    none can compare with you!

    I will proclaim and tell of them,
    yet they are more than can be told. (Psalm 40:1–5)

    Pausing to pray for you right now, Becky, as one who understands some of the changes you are currently navigating ~

  • Kimberly Wagner

    Hello, Julie ~

    Yes, even “difficulty” can be “good!” It’s a funny paradox really, but suffering can be a gift when it takes us to a deeper understanding of God and allows us to experience Him in a greater way.

    I’m loving watching as He changes your perspective, by you sharing your heart here 🙂