Heralds of spring

th-6Arise, my love, my fair one,
    and come away;
for lo, the winter is past,
    the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth,
    the time of singing has come,
and the voice of the turtledove
    is heard in our land.
Song of Solomon 2:10-12

Well, spring has sprung. March Madness is in full swing; major league spring training is almost over; Easter baskets have shown up in the supermarkets; and hopefully you folks in the Northeast who got so much snow are starting to see the ground again. Are the crocuses up yet? That was one of my favorite things about living in New England — the coming of the crocuses. We had a cluster of purple ones next to our walkway right by the front door. I don’t remember them lasting very long. It was as if their only job was to be the first up — to announce what was coming. They were the heralds of spring.

These purple and yellow flowers would actually push themselves up through the snow. Something triggered them, whether it was the softening ground or the date on the calendar — they knew it was time. If it snows again before they bloom, or even during bloom, that’s okay. They will be unharmed. It only takes a few days growth to blossom into the first bright colors of the year.

How do they do that? How do they know it’s time? One more snow? Pshaw! They can handle that. The long winter is over.

This is the way of faith. God gave us seasons to teach us this — that nothing on this earth comes to stay. That goes for good times as well as bad. Enjoy the good because it won’t always be here. Endure the bad because it has an end.

Ever since we started taking prayer requests, we’ve gotten to know so many more of you. Perhaps that’s one of the more unheralded blessings of hard times. There are some people we would never have gotten to know had it not been for the cold winters of discontent.

And even though the crocuses are up, for some of you, the days are still cold, dark and short. Don’t give up. This too shall pass. Nothing comes to stay, except for the Lord, who never leaves. It came to pass, as they say, and we will all know soon that it surely did.

The wilderness will rejoice and blossom.
Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom;
    it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy.
The glory of Lebanon will be given to it,
    the splendor of Carmel and Sharon;
they will see the glory of the Lord,
    the splendor of our God.
Isaiah 35:1-2

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2 Responses to Heralds of spring

  1. Mark Seguin says:

    Amen & praise God – spring has finally sprung! 🙂

  2. joAnna says:

    The crocus are blooming in Montana

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