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Wednesday, 2 May 2018
Springtime // The Season of Hope
Autumn has always been my favourite season... crunchy leaves, cosy nights, hot chocolate in the warmth while the rain patters outside, the golden hues and rainbow leaves, the crisp fresh air and cold sunshine.
But over the last few years, the springtime has become particularly precious to me. Strange, in a sense... for us the springtimes of the last few years are ridden with difficult memories... sick babies, pregnancy fears, separation from my children, traumatic births. And yet somehow in the midst of all that... the warming air, the scent of spring draws me back to remember the sweetest kind of communion with the Lord. Sights and sounds and smells so closely linked with cherished memories of dependency, and heartache, and trust... and the beauty of God's faithfulness.
It seems appropriate that it should be the spring that holds these emotions for me... spring life after the death of winter... hope of new beginnings, fresh starts... the promise of Easter. Light after darkness, sunshine after rain.
Hope ever new.
This season will be forever precious to me now. And I'm praying that this springtime, my heart will be drawn anew to the Saviour who has so carefully and beautifully carried us through these past few years... carried us through on the assurance of his sovereignty, his redemptive love and his promise that all that we endure is for our good, and his glory.
In all the uncertainties of this springtime, and the summers, autumns and winters ahead, I am so thankful for the hope of springtime, and the daily reminders of God's gracious love for us... budding, and germinating, growing and flourishing. He will do his work, and He will do it well.