We are one week into Spring and MC's campus smells like flowers. Walking to class is a gift because campus is booming with all signs of rebirth and beauty.
We faced winter, making our journeys with our hands stuffed in our pockets and faces turned away from the icy wind. Nature reacted to the cold just as it always does-- with death. The trees were bare and the grass lost its proud green hue. But that no longer matters because Spring is here and the nature is giving us a warm welcome into this new season. It is a time to celebrate with gratitude and afternoons on the quad.
With our Creator showing off in the rainstorms and the regrowth, I can't help but think of how the story that nature is telling is the same story that Jesus has given us.
We were dead, but He gives us life. He gives us a fresh start.
What an incredible God we have.
I'm not gonna lie, winters are hard for me. I haven't mastered the art of staying happy when the days are cold and short and the sky is gray, joy is a little harder for me to find. I love cold weather, but it's like winter lasts longer than any other month. And I always feels like it asks the most of me. Year after year, the cold months drain me physically, emotionally, mentally and all of that leads to them draining me spiritually, too.
So when Spring comes, it's like a deep breath.
I am confident in assuming that I'm not alone in my struggle with the winter months. And if you happen to be with me in my struggle, please join me in this deep breath.
Welcome to spring, friends.
King Solomon gives us a lot of wisdom about seasons in Ecclesiastes. In Chapter three he tells us that everything has its time. My favorite part of the passage is in verse four which says,
"There is a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance."
Ecclesiastes is a lesson in the fact that God designed life into seasons. We just made it through winter, which for me was the time of weeping and mourning. But we have walked our way across the flower filled campus into Spring. It's a time for laughing and dancing, friends.
The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.
It's a new season and His mercies are new everyday. His love for you is greater than you could imagine. He makes us new, friends! And in the midst of spring, nature is constantly reminding us of that! Join me in embracing the newness that spring carries with it. Let's put our name on it, this season, claiming that we are new and alive, too.
Here's to spring and the Gospel that keeps us going.
lover of black coffee, dark chocolate, & new seasons