Rooting for Spring

                        
Struggling with loads of laundry, clutter in the kitchen and chaos in your life? Stress can easily steal our joy. Trish Berg reminds us to simplify the small stuff and find Joy in the Journey. I woke up this morning to a slushy, melty, snowy mess. We were supposed to be getting three to five inches. Blowing and drifting, and possible a school delay or cancellation. Well, none of that happened. We got maybe an inch, and it is wet and slushy due to the warmer temperatures. And though part of me is ready for spring, I was sort of rooting for the March blizzard. It would have been nice to be snowed in. I realize that sounds sort of odd, but since I have a pantry full of groceries and plenty of hot cocoa, I was looking forward to having to stay home and hunkered down. Now I am just rooting for spring. Here in northern Ohio, the weather can change on a dime. But now that the snow has let me down – again - it is time for the flower to bloom, the grass to green up and sixty degree temperatures. With spring comes color – the colors of flowers reflecting off the sunshine. As the flowers begin to bud, the colors begin to appear. Leaves sprout on trees, daffodils bloom white and yellow, and tulips start to grow. All of the brown mud is replaced by green grass and the warm sun is shaded by large oaks and leafy maples. With spring comes new hope - the hope of what lies ahead….summer. Oh the thought of warm days and sunshine. Long daylight hours. Lazy evenings filled with bon fires and smores. Cookouts and picnics, bike rides and barefoot sprinkler runs. With spring comes the warmth of the sun – the glow of sunshine on your face. I love walking outside and feeling the sun warm the air around me. I love looking up in the sky and closing my eyes and soaking in the warmth on my cheeks. With spring comes the welcome front porch – a place to relax and reflect on life. When the porch swing and rockers appear, life seems to relax a bit. We spend a lot of time on our front porch in the spring sipping iced tea, talking about our days and watching the sun set over the hillside. With spring comes shooting hoops. We get to spend time on our mini basketball court playing h-o-r-s-e or around the world and maybe a little one on one. Let the competition begin! With spring comes new life. Easter is a reminder of what has been given to us in Jesus and the gift of grace. It is a reminder that God loves us, leads us and renews us each and every day with His forgiveness and grace. So maybe missing out on this latest blizzard isn’t so bad after all, even with the slushy mess outside. No blowing. No drifting. No school delay. No being sowed in. And though I still need my winter coat (for now, anyway) I have decided to root for spring. I may still enjoy some hot cocoa today and hunker down under a quilt just for old time’s sake. But I am looking forward to the colors, hope and warmth of spring. Those front-porch days filled with iced tea and sunshine and the blessings of Easter. Now I just have to hope that the snow melts in a hurry so that spring blooms can bud. Until then, they can just bloom in my heart.


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