Spring

Spring...



Ground tilled... check.

Flowers coming up... check.

Chickens growing... check.

Children & dirt... check, check, check, check & check!

For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell.

Song of Soloman 2:11-13a

Sometimes it's feels like it's been a bit of a long winter just in life.

That's a bit of where I'm at.

I'm ready for the fresh perspective, the fresh start.

I want to hear the birds singing and be amazed at the new buds and flowers showing up.

To not be tired and worn out feeling...

Spring is coming, tho. I can feel it inside me, slowly beginning to melt the ice and frost of the long winter. I think about the night, it's always darkest just before dawn. Coldest just before the sun rises.

I'm ready for the warmth. The newness. The energy. The birds. But most of all, the Son-shine to come flooding in.