Signs of Spring

This morning, I pulled out my Bible to study.  The sweet sounds of the early birds made me pause.   I raised my window, pulled God’s word closer to my heart, closed my eyes, and took it all in…… breathing in Yahweh, listening to His love, feeling the warmth of grace as  the sunshine breaks through the blinds.

My Monday morning routine called for my attention.  Determined to keep the glorious morning close at heart, I opted to hang out the laundry.  The chorus of spring surrounded me.

Ah, it has been too long.

My grandmother’s wisdom echoed within me.

Look for spring…… the awakening is beginning.

The robin sings.  Grandma’s first sign of spring was always the robin.  There it was the song of the robin.  So mighty. So strong.  So welcoming.

Spring brings life.  Spring rallies us from our wintry slumber.

Grandma always said, “Listen for robins, look for bluets, and purple clover…… firs signs of spring.”

I quickly pinned the last piece of laundry to the line and walked the yard.  It had to be there.  I walked and searched…… longing to find the purple colors of spring.  I looked as if I had lost something……. oh, I had.  Lost the patience for spring……

And then, there they were…… bluets poking their tiny splatter of purple against the dead of winter.

And there….. purple clover standing tall waving the soft  flowers in the cool of the morning.

Spring closing in…… daffodils blooming.  Birds fluttering.  Warm sunshine.  Temperatures climbing.

Rejoice with Yahweh.  Breath it all in. Yahweh…… my breath of spring.

God bless…..

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