Spring is my favorite season. I look forward to so many elements of it:
Colors that blossom after the neutral palette of winter
Birdsong that offers a greeting in the morning
Warmer days that require a lighter jacket or none at all
The fresh scent of earth that is ready for new life, especially after rain
Weather changes that are a surprise–one day in the 30s, the next in the 70s, sometimes with a breeze and sometimes still
Just reading about spring in the devotional entry today made me feel uplifted.
This spring, we also have the hope of less COVID and more freedom to interact with each other. That will be cause for celebration!
How much more must the Israelites have felt their spirits rise with the hope of the promises given in today’s verses.
Today, I am going to be on the lookout for signs of hope and promise. How about you?
I'm kind of interested in thinking about the dormant period that precedes the springing forth of new life. A definition of dormancy defines it as a period of inactivity like being in a cocoon. But I wonder about that cocoon. Something must be happening in there for the caterpillar to change into a butterfly. Maybe it's not so inactive after all. What precipitates the change? Who precipitates the change? How does God work in us to prepare us for spring, for new life, new purpose?
I need to do much better remembering, as Walt Wiltschek says, that with God every season can be spring. I wasn't good at it several years ago and the pandemic has just made it so much worse, so hard to see the hope and promise at any time.