It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold:  when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.  ~Charles Dickens

 

I spent the first half of our day outside with the little ones, walking, exploring, looking for signs of Spring and feeling the March wind on our faces. It was one of the those peaceful sunny days of late winter that revives your hopes for Spring once again. After much prayer and seeking from yesterday’s rut-escaping, I needed some time outdoors with my children. The baby is 19 months old now and is running, walking, and loving romps in the yard with the “bigger” kids. It makes getting out so much easier…although my heart is aching to see him growing up so fast and turning more and more into a big beautiful boy instead of mommy’s tiny delicate baby.

I’ve had a bad case of cabin fever and these last warm days have begun to cure me slowly. As I walked along the bank of our pond, I was drenched in this sense of peacefulness and hope. The hope of seeing more warmer days, greener grass, and trees dressed in their new leafy attires, makes my heart sing.

The ongoing theme  in my mind today was HOPE– That hope that God gives for everything in our life. No matter how dull, dark, or without hope we might feel, His miraculous grace and mercy is always there.

The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring.  ~Bern Williams

Just because the sun is shaded from our view behind dark ominous clouds at times, doesn’t mean its not still there. God whispered this to my heart today as I reveled in the fresh air and sunshine. Our lives aren’t always sunshine and flowers, but our lives are always filled with hope. The only catch is, we just have to believe this, accept it, and wear it as a comforting warm blanket in times of trouble and heartache.

Its not quite Spring just yet, but I feel it in the air and I know its coming. I may not have been able to snap some gorgeous flower pictures today, but I could grab some from my digital files from Springs past.

No matter how long the winter, spring is sure to follow.  ~Proverb