Spring

That on-the-vergeness of potential and opportunity that always seems to crowd the air when the seasons change has given way to our first rains of the spring. Two days ago we had a huge storm that packed everything with a layer of sleet, and it’s been raining on and off ever since. I love the contrast: brutal storm one night, gentle, feather-light rain the next. Our God is an awesome one.

Our days are longer and, after this brief chilly spell, the temperatures are due to bounce back to the low to mid twenties. Summer is here! I’m excited for the season. Winter always feels like an emotional and spiritual gridlock: a time for reflection and meditation more than growth and stride. And I’ve dearly missed the sun and everything that goes with it.

For most of the people who read this blog, it’s probably the other way around: autumn is settling in, and maybe the first copper is shining through on the edges of green leaves and the nights are getting darker a little more quickly. Winter is coming, but there is something restful about the idea. We can’t have summers all the time; summers need winters and vice-versa. It’s the same with our souls. We can’t regenerate if there isn’t a little atrophy; we can’t blossom unless we break through cold ground.

How are you going to make the best of your season, whichever it may be?

~The Holy can be either a Hiding Place or a Boulder blocking your way.~ (Isaiah 8:11-15 Msg)

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