Spring is Coming

I don’t know about you, but this winter has been brutal for my soul, and I am more than ready for it to be on its way. I am a sunshine and warm weather girl. I like to be outdoors as much as possible, connecting with nature. 

Tending to my garden and flowers has been something that has brought me so much joy, peace, and comfort throughout these last nine years of grief. I also love walking while listening to music and letting the sunshine soak into my skin. 

When I cannot do those outdoor activities for an extended period of time, I begin to feel gloomy. Friends, I am going to be honest. I am struggling with gloominess today and have been for a few weeks. 

I need spring to get here. 

There is something about watching new life sprout that brings me so much hope, as I am reminded, this sorrow on this Earth is only temporary. There is new life ahead, waiting for us in Heaven, and when we finally get there, there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All those things are gone forever, as promised in Revelation 21:4 That is powerful! 

One of my most favorite sections of my book is “Blue Violet.” Reading through this section this morning in my quiet time as brought me comfort and encouragement. 

I would love to share it with you, in hopes that you too would find comfort. It reads:

"Thank you for the blue violet flowers planted in the garden of my childhood home. 

As the season changed from winter to spring, they were one of the first plants to transform color. Their color was electrifying and intense. It reminded me, only You can bring new life to something that is dead. It is You who changes the seasons and tells the flowers when to     bloom. 

My husband and I plant bulbs annually on October 15th. 

{National Pregnancy and infant Loss Remembrance Day} On that day we remember no only our sweet, babies that are no longer here, but all the precious little ones that have left too soon. 

We plant those bulbs, so our eyes can see new life appear in the spring. While we mourn and cry on that day, our hearts sing with joy in the Spring as we are reminded     there is indeed new life! 

Did you create Springtime so hurting people could find new hope?"

In 2008, Steven Curtis Chapman’s daughter, Maria Sue was killed in an very tragic accident. As a result, he wrote a very raw album titled, “Beauty Will Rise,” and his wife, Mary Beth wrote a book titled, “Choosing to SEE.” Both have been profound influences in my journey through grief. 

Though the album and book is very raw, expressing the reality of sorrow, they are both so encouraging and comforting. Here is just one of the songs from the album that I find fitting for today. 

After you listen to this song, go look for three signs of spring. Even if it is the tiniest sign ever, find it and hold onto it. Spring is coming. 

Today I found:

Birds chirping, though I cannot see them yet.

Shiny rocks in rain Puddles, though the sky is dark and gray.

Green blades of grass, in the midst of all the brown ugliness.

The beauty and hope is there, we just have to look for it and hold onto it, once we find it.  Have a blessed weekend friends!