Spring has been playing hide and seek.
Then we're back to gray skies and rain and cuddling under warm quilts at night.
It's here! Now it's not. It's here! Now it's not.
Sun, rain, sun, rain, hail, sun, rain.
It was on one of those gray, rainy days last week that I looked and, to my surprise,
the trees up and down our street had blossomed!
I nipped a few small branches and brought them inside to chase the gloomies away that had crept into,
not only the weather, but me.
And low and behold if those blossoms didn't preach me a sermon...
When something new is on the horizon, a new season is about to come in your life,
and life is so sunshine-y with hope and promise that you can almost grasp it,
then, POOF, hurt and disappointment comes and suddenly life feels all gray and winter-y,
you can begin to doubt that a new season is ever going to come.
Sometimes, it's on one of those grayest and rainiest and gloomiest sort of days,
that you look and realize, in the midst of it all, you've blossomed!
Gloomy, gray skies and rain nonetheless, life is flowing inside that tree
and eventually that life produces blossoms.
You may feel like your new season went flying out the window with your latest bout of adversity.
But, inside of you something life-giving has been set in motion by the One Who gave you life.
And the same Voice that said "Let there be light!" and there was, is saying,
"Grow! Grow and Blossom and Thrive!"
And you will, when you least expect it, you will.
On those summer-like days, turn your face to the sun and soak it in.
And on those gray, rainy days, sink your roots down deep and slurp up that rain.
And, grow, grow and blossom and thrive.
Still following,
