Spring Visits

Feeling the breeze blow across my feet, my bare feet. They touched the ground today. It was perfect. The robins had foretold it yesterday, but this morning the wren made a call across the trees. Seems there is hope in the air...hope for spring.

Today, pulling back the pine straw that was piled high, dense against the most vulnerable plants, there sat pansies waiting to be discovered, lamb's ear tender with new sprouts, bulbs with green noses pointed to the sun. Oh, I love the spring....but it is too soon. Too soon to get fired up about sticking the summer bulbs in the ground. Too soon for no shoes...but today..while it was so promising..I chose to walk like it was spring. Dig like it was spring. Listen like it was spring.

When you hear kids squealing as they play in the streets...smell grills grilling....see robins pulling worms...watch the full moon come and go behind the traveling clouds...feel the sun on your back...your back without a coat...there is no way the calendar can stop you from wanting what you feel is coming.

Life is many times like that. There are days we want to see coming. Better days. Happier, healthier, calmer, more promising days. Sometimes our hope holds on by a thread. We've seen some signs, but logic says, "Don't get your hopes up." Sometimes it bubbles to the top anyway. Ofttimes

it takes Someone bigger than us to place a token of it in our hands. He is wonderful at doing that. He sees us. He's working on it all. He wants us to hang on to it.

Don't know what your day, week, month has handed you, but for you, my friend, is this:

"Now may the God of all hope

fill you with joy and peace

as you trust in HIM,

so that you may

overflow with hope

by the power of the Holy Spirit. "

Rom. 15:13

He is near. He is faithful. Reach across the ages and take His unseen hand. Clasp it tight. Hold on.

He is with you.

Spring is surely coming. You can count on it.