Spring is coming whether we believe it or not.
We have had gorgeous weather here in Georgia over the past few days. Leap Day had the thermometer touching seventy degrees. I have never been a fan of cold weather and have been desperately searching for signs of spring even when they have been difficult to find.
The daffodils, which I consider the most optimistic of the earth’s flowers, began to spring up a few weeks ago in different places. The weather was still very dark and chilly; yet they rose anyway, promising that spring was on the way, even when I couldn’t feel it or see it any place else.
The daffodils are always a reminder of better days ahead. They remind me the weather will finally get warm again and that the barren earth is really not dead, but just sleeping. They remind me that it won’t be long before Creation in its entirety, will spring to life as if God painted each petal and leaf by hand.
They remind me that Easter is just a few weeks away and I suspect that Heaven rejoices on Easter in a display even more stunningly beautiful than those of us on earth could even begin to imagine. Yes, the citizens of Heaven and earth join together to celebrate Easter. What a glorious day.
But, sometimes I forget and I feel that I may be stuck in endless winter forever. Maybe, you too?
It’s supposed to rain tomorrow and get cold again. I won’t have the warmth or the sunshine to remind me of better days to come, yet I hold on to the promise that they are coming regardless of whether I believe it or not.
Isn’t that the definition of faith?
“Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.” Hebrews 11:1
Thankfully, God blesses us along the way with little reminders of His promises like those perky yellow daffodils. I sometimes need reminding. Perhaps you do too.
Have an awesome day!
Wendy 🙂