Funny that though my heart aches for spring, new projects in the house and planting the garden, a small part of me is sad to see the snow melt away. I had become accustomed to the white landscape and sparkling icicles as I hunkered down in layers of sweaters. My granddaughter would say being “cozy”.
I realize that I become comfortable and cozy as well with my life as it is. Life is meant for change. All around me the signs appear and nudge me beyond my comfort to move like the coming spring and grow. As my husband and I move lumber up a flight of stairs to renovate a bedroom, I am reminded of my physical condition, heart pounding and frequent breaks to restore my breath are shouting ” fix this sister”! As my mind fills with racing thoughts of things-to-do and the order to do them, somewhere deep inside a small voice whispers “be still”
Such a paradox to move and be still. That is exactly what creation sings as it moves from season to season. Spurts of growth and change followed by rest and quiet, motion of the sea as it ebbs and flows and rest of the garden under the snow all speak to me about the need for both. Even my heart beats with force and rest and in that rest is able to fill up to provide a fruitful action.
The Creator has written this story of life in the goodness of nature and in The Word. Summer to Fall to Winter and Spring, Jesus life and death and resurrection give me hope in a world full of pain. “What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun” Ecclesiastes 1:9
As I move from winter to spring, from Lent to Easter the signs are all around that restoration is at hand. I shed the old cozy self of winter and begin this new season of growth and change by living my faith with study, physical labor and the knowledge that this will all come around again until the dawn of “a new heaven and a new earth” Rev. 21:1a