Although it isn't technically spring yet, my world is bursting with potential. About 2 days ago I heard the first birds returning to the area. Two of them were scouting out nesting places this morning under my classroom window --even though there are no leaves yet and won't be for another couple weeks. I saw the first swooping falcon while I was driving home. My landlord is outside at this moment with his weed trimmer. Such a comforting noise, and the smell!!! I threw open the windows and doors the second I got home. I feel so inspired to create, or clean, or just play! Winter staleness will disappear over the next few days as sunlight purifies the dark corners of my house.
The cycle of the seasons has always been inspiring to me. The seasons serve to remind me of all the other cycles in my life. Sometimes we're up -- walking on the mountain with God, where everything seems clear and certain. Sometimes we're down -- in the valley where everything is muddy and dark, and nothing seems certain. The seasons remind me of the cyclical nature of faith and give me hope. As certain as spring follows winter, clarity in faith follows confusion. Sometimes the winter is long indeed, but that only makes the spring more sweet.
Spring wakens my spirit the same way it wakens the seeds in the ground. My heart begins to leap and praise God through the multitude of blessings inherient in the lenghtening days and bright sunlight. The promise of growth, of produce, of animals and flowers, causes my heart to sing. May God bless you richly with a spring awakening of your own.
"11 See! The winter is past;
the rains are over and gone.
12 Flowers appear on the earth;
12 Flowers appear on the earth;
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
is heard in our land.
13 The fig tree forms its early fruit;
13 The fig tree forms its early fruit;
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
my beautiful one, come with me."
Song of Songs 2:11-13
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Oh, Jenny, I'm SO with you. We've been starting to have some spring-like weather and I even saw some little sprigs of new mint plants popping up beneath the old leaves and twigs of last year's dead ones. It's 77 degrees and breezy and it's one of those days you just feel so alive you can't help but praise God for the blessing of simply waking up in the morning. Happy Springtime!
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