We greet you, Spring. But we do miss our dear friend, Winter. The solitary stillness and holiness of the season. The iridescent light always flanked by the many shades of purple-midnight grey and the cave-like darkness. We even miss the loneliness, for it is expected at that time, and we can rest our mind and remember the days. We can often draw nearer to You.
Now, comes Spring, and the song and the scripture reminds us, There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens. Yet now, in our burdens we read beyond the melancholy tune, and see that you say more. From Ecclesiastes 3, our wings spread and fold: 3:9-12, “I have seen the burden God has laid on the human heart. He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live.”
He has made everything beautiful in its time.