First Day of Spring ?

Today is the first day of spring, and this was the view out my window–not exactly “spring-like” according to my definition:

IMG_2023I would have a light, bright blue sky dotted with fluffy, white clouds. Robins would be hunting worms in the yard and sparrows would be singing in the trees. Crocuses would be blooming and the forsythia would be just about to  burst out in a mass of yellow. The sky would be a light, bright blue dotted with  fluffy, white clouds. But–uh oh!–I forgot–

I’m not in charge! (Ever done that?! Please say yes!) Situations–my life–might not be as I would make or prefer, but my perspective is earthly and flawed; my vision is limited. I may want blue skies when snow if falling, totally unaware of some greater need or reason.

So, enough of my imperfect and flawed plans. “This is the day the LORD has made,” we read in Psalm 118:24.  “Let us rejoice and be glad in it!”

I may be wearing flannel-lined jeans and a wool sweater, but I will rejoice in this first day of spring the Lord has made for this year. I will paint my toenails robins’ egg blue. I will put a new bar of soap at my kitchen sink:  cucumber and lemon grass. I will have a salad of tender lettuce leaves and a cup of tomato soup for lunch. Then I will curl up on the sofa under a cozy blanket and watch the snow continue to fall, and I will remember that the LORD is the great Creator. What better way to begin the birth of a new spring than with a fresh wash of pure white. “Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.” (Psalm 51:7) Let’s rejoice, and be glad in this day the LORD has made!

 

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