See! The winter is past;
the rains are over and gone.
Flowers appear on the earth;
the season of singing has come...
Song of Solomon 2:11-12
 |  My garden's arrogant azaleas |
Spring is almost too good to be true. She struts past winter like a model on a Parisian runway: Confident. Assured. Dressed to impress. Her colors are bold and vibrant; her winds are strong.
Yet this spring is like none other. The world is sheltering in place; we are standing six feet apart; our health care workers and first responders are sacrificing themselves to render aid; our neighbors are struggling to pay bills; our students are in danger of losing valuable instruction. Yet, spring still struts by: confident, assuring us that winter has been defeated.
In this season, then, we find hope. Indeed, it is bursting before us: Hope in each new bloom that the winter has been overcome. Hope in each colorful blossom that better days are ahead. Look around you. The world is alive with the beauty of hope. We serve a God who cares so much for us that the season of resurrection in the earth is also a season of resurrection for our faith. The world is alive. Our Savior is alive. Live we too.
Yet this spring is like none other. The world is sheltering in place; we are standing six feet apart; our health care workers and first responders are sacrificing themselves to render aid; our neighbors are struggling to pay bills; our students are in danger of losing valuable instruction. Yet, spring still struts by: confident, assuring us that winter has been defeated.
In this season, then, we find hope. Indeed, it is bursting before us: Hope in each new bloom that the winter has been overcome. Hope in each colorful blossom that better days are ahead. Look around you. The world is alive with the beauty of hope. We serve a God who cares so much for us that the season of resurrection in the earth is also a season of resurrection for our faith. The world is alive. Our Savior is alive. Live we too.
