Then came spring. Buds, green, birds, dirt, warmth, people.
And don't you just feel it every year, as that icy snow melts, the fog clears up, the first crocus pokes its way up through the softening ground. You hear the birds again, hopeful in their songs. You smell...what is it?
LIFE.
NEW LIFE.
God, who is the master mind behind the seasons, wins my affection over and over again each year, as I marvel at His handiwork, His attention to detail, His timing.
Just when we were growing so weary of the dark and icy cold, and have become quite certain that we will be inside this house with our 42 children for the REST OF OUR LIVES...along comes spring.
And so it is, in the seasons of our personal lives. Those winter seasons, where we cannot seem to see which way is out. Where the struggle drags on. Where the demands far outweigh the resources. Where the questions outnumber the answers.
And then, one day...
You feel it. Something is lighter, warmer, better.
Your husband is fully recovering from his cancer surgery.
The argument with your young adult has turned into a sweet time of tears and forgiveness.
You have the courage to move forward where you once were afraid.
You find someone new to minister to.
Your Lord lifts your head with His sweet hands and you remember how wonderful He is.
I find it amazing how the physical seasons not only allow for growth, harvest, and rest in the natural world, but they demonstrate to us that we are not alone in our own seasons. The Creator of Heaven and Earth is on the throne. His view is grand. His resources endless. His mercies new every morning.
Ask of Him. He will walk with you.
If you are in a good season right now, rejoice!
If things are difficult, hold on. Let the trials complete their work in you. Let them bring you to the Wonderful One.
Spring will come.
And it will be sweet!
The One who made it all will bring you spring.
