Transitions, Seasons & Celebrations


Everyone that knows me, knows I’m a huge advocate of celebrating life moments. I believe whether big or small, public or private, some sort of party is necessary for personal advancement or accomplishments in the kingdom as well as in your life.I’m that girlfriend that will cheer you on during the times others may leave you, fighting for your life. Making difficult decisions such as career changes, the pursuit of purpose, family life or something as simple as a new hairstyle, I’m there for you. After all, the loudest applause you would hear would be from me!

You can do it! You’re strong! You’re beautiful! You win! God has you covered! God chose you for this!

Yep, that’s me.


Well, a few years ago I realized the applause for myself had become faint.

By the time I noticed it, I was in such an anxiety driven place. My first born had just graduated from high school and he was on his way to college. What a wonderful and exciting time for him. Of course, I was proud and thrilled. Yet, this uncomfortable nagging feeling of worry had crept up into my life.

I thought of the craziest things at times. "What if something happens and I’m not there? What if he needs me and I’m three and a half hours away?  What if he needs food or extra money? What is he going to do for church? Is he strong enough to stand up for God?"

The whatifs were getting louder and they began consuming my thought life.

What a perfect time for Isaiah 26:3 to come flooding into my spirit; but I still wasn’t ready.

Copy of Weekly Scripture- Social Media
Copy of Weekly Scripture- Social Media

As my husband and I drove him to the place that he would call home for the next four years, I tried to put on a brave face and make it a great road trip.

I was the mom that celebrated when they were out on school breaks, and holidays. I thoroughly enjoyed my kids at all stages of their lives. I not only loved them, but I liked who they were. As the road trip continued, there was a lot of laughter and reassurance. The odd thing was, as we were about leave him on campus, my son was the one reassuring me. I’m certain he could tell his mother was a ball of emotions. Way to go mom :/

Surely, I must be going about this the wrong way. No one had ever shared this part of life with me. There were numerous books and personal advice given (some solicited, some not) on what to expect during pregnancy, the infamous terrible twos saga, toddler nation, in-tween stages, and teenage life. Yet, complete silence on the “big break away.”

What a conflict of emotions I was experiencing; proud and sad, excited and worried, missing him and cheering for him at the same time. I still wondered why no one had ever shared with me this roller coaster ride of emotions you experience when the little people you raise grow up. And that startling realization that our role as parents shift into another function. Yes, we will always be their parents, but the rearing function becomes more of a guiding one, as they enter their preordained adult lives.

At that very moment, I decided that I wasn’t going to let anyone I knew go through that moment and not be prepared.  

What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again: there’s nothing new under the sun.  (Ecclesiastes 1:9) 

Mother’s, our children grow up.

One particular day as I was praying, I began to experience the greatest peace ever. I knew it was peace, because up until this time, I had made it a priority to live in an atmosphere of peace.

“Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your request be made known to God: and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:6-7

I began to realize I did not raise him to stay, but to go out into the world and share the good news of Jesus Christ.  Through scripture I was further assured that my son would be okay. God began to bring things back to my memory, things I had promised Him in prayer. I understood what I would do next. It was a great understanding that my son’s new season was also my new season.

There was nothing to be sad about; this was divine cause for celebration!

As I began to release things in prayer, God began to reveal new assignments in this new season. As all the anxiety left my life, I began to hear that applause again. It was no longer faint, it was getting louder and louder and I loved it!

Transition and season changes do not have to be met with fear of the changes or fear of not knowing what to expect. It should be embraced and celebrated because we know that whatever God has planned for us is EXTREMELY GOOD!  

Looking back, I don’t know why I worried even a for a second. I know that the things that concern me also concern God. My daughter would be next, and I was determined to handle it like a champ. This time I would be prepared for the transition and the celebration!

So, this is me cheering you on…. Enjoy your life, find moments to celebrate on purpose, go ahead and plan your next party and be sure to have fun!

In loving celebration,

Shandale Culbreath

Speak God's Word

“Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your request be made known to God: and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:6-7

"Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it" (Proverbs 22:6)

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord,” plans to prosper you and not harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. (Jeremiah 29:11)

Hi I'm Shandale! I'm a wife of twenty four years and mother of two wonderful young adults. I love to laugh. A good practical joke will get a thumbs up from me any day. I also love writing, I find it is somewhat therapeutic. I love writing songs, short stories, and poetry. My heart for God's people has always been for them to have genuine experiences with God's love (real love is life changing),to know Him in relationship (not the restrictions of religion) and to live a good God life ( happy and blessed)!