We're waiting for spring. The news reported yesterday that over half the states in the Union still had snow on the ground, and it's Easter weekend. Easter is early this year, but we are a week into spring and it still looks a lot like winter in many places in the U.S.
My son is ready to play baseball. He's making the most of the snow and long days, but moans every day, "When will the snow be gone? I'm ready for baseball!" Yes, we are all.
In the northeast, spring seems to take forever to come. It never seems to come like it must elsewhere, say in Ohio or North Carolina. We get a few good 60-degree days followed by weeks of rain. Then it’s summer. It’s as if someone turns a dial from “Rainy Spring” to “Hot Summer.”
Last spring, it was unseasonably warm for the northeast, in the 70’s. We sat at the beach in short sleeves, and some brave young children ventured into the north Atlantic.
Last year on the very first day of spring, my grandmother moved out of winter into her new spring, her new life in heaven with Jesus. I just happened to have to talk to the state a matter of hours after her death concerning her nursing home application. After repeating it twice that she had indeed just deceased the poor state worker decried, “And it’s the first day of spring!”
This spring, we’re waiting to bury Paul’s dad, who started his new year in heaven, too.
|Nanny's memorial where we focused on|
her life on earth and her new life in heaven.
We are all waiting for the spring, even those who live in a two-season climate. The spring of spiritual renewal, the one that Jesus completed when he cried “It is finished!” from that cruel cross. It was finished, but we don’t have the final results yet. Spring speaks to our internal longing for an eternal home, for that home with God, where each of us belongs, whether we know it, believe it, or buy into it or not. Spring is the hope of better days, a better life without sickness, heating bills, or shoveling snow. Spring is when darkness is less, light is more prevalent. Spring points to heaven’s eternal joys, where there is no more “mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore” and where Jesus sits as the eternal life-giver and light-giver. I’m ready for that beautiful spring.
I’m waiting for spring. Are you?
Revelation 21:3-7 3And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Behold, the dwelling placea of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be his people,b and God himself will be with them as their God.c 4He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, neither shall there be for the former things have passed away.” 5And he who was seated on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” Also he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.” 6And he said to me, “It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. To the thirsty I will give from the spring of the water of life without payment. 7The one who conquers will have this heritage, and I will be his God and he will be my son.
|Signs of spring and reminders of new life in Jesus!|
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