A few days ago we adjusted to Daylight Savings Time (an anticipated weekend in our household) so there would be more sunlight at the closing of each day. We were beginning to see emerging buds and greening grass. Warmer breezes. Splashes of sun and dryer weather. We hosted a Bridal Brunch in celebration of an upcoming wedding, with lots of happy friends filling our home.
As always, I can hardly wait for Spring. But Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, “Adopt the pace of nature. Her secret is patience.”
I need to work on that.
And now – what a change.
Yes, the evenings still stay light longer, but in today’s world we would be postponing or cancelling the brunch, the bride has decided to postpone her wedding, and we are all keeping our distance. Plus day after day the rain and clouds linger. Even with warmer temperatures, it’s still gloomy out. So when we are staying home to stay well, we are inside and alone with our thoughts.
But… outside… those buds are still growing, blooms continue to appear, and the landscape is filling rapidly with green. This morning, briefly, there were hints of sun (even though it’s raining now). This persistence of spring’s arrival (it’s coming in late tonight, officially) is speaking to me and reminding me of the constancy of God’s love and care.
Even in (especially in) troubled times. Thankfully, nature is carrying on as usual.
There was so much bird song this morning, welcoming the new day that brought light and a bit of the sun’s rays into our world. Reminding me that in reality “This is My Father’s World,” no matter what is going on and what we are going through. Oh let me ne’er forget!
If we could interpret that bird song, we might hear this:
But as lilting and uplifting as bird song can be, this one has the wrong idea.
For you see we DO have a Heavenly Father caring for us, always! Hallelujah!