Solomon speaks of the seasons of life in Ecclesiastes 3:1-8:
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
2A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
3A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
There is indeed a season for everything in this life. Instead of screaming and kicking when a particular season comes, we must learn to flow with it lest we drive ourselves crazy with frustration or anger. Just because we want to laugh and dance, doesn't mean it is the right thing to do if it is a time to mourn. Just because we want a loved one to live forever doesn't mean they will (or even can). There is a time for everything in this life, including the conclusion of it.
I fear that in our current culture, people are being set up to believe that they can overcome the seasons of life via technology, education or social networking. I fear that the natural order of things is daily being more and more disrupted and destroyed by the frenzied rush of the multitudes to only enjoy the good times while eliminating the bad etc.
There is nothing that enables us to appreciate the good more than enduring the bad. There is nothing that breeds thanksgiving and humility more than being a survivor of a situation that should have devoured you. There is nothing that keeps our spiritual and emotional equilibrium properly calibrated more than getting into the flow of the seasons of this lie instead of trying to manipulate them while seeking to only enjoy the seasons we desire and want.
Many of us must put up with seasons of pain, poverty and pressure. As difficult as it is to endure these times, at the end of the storm when all is wonderful again, the joy within explodes in full manifestation. Seasons may indeed be incredibly frustrating and lead us to the brink of madness, but if we endure and persevere, we can fly on wings of eagles as the season turns from winter to spring and from enduring darkness to enjoying the light.
We like some seasons better than others but we must trust that God knows what He is doing. We must never forget that God is with us in the "winter", just like He is with us in the "spring", "summer" and "fall".