



This is one of my favorite weeks of the year. This past weekend there was little or no sign of life on the trees. Now some of them have little tufts of leaves, and others are filling in. By this coming weekend there will be color everywhere. Each day brings major change. I love how the brown gives way to a faint green, which brightens and fills in, and then gradually mellows into the deep, cool shades of summer.
Every year at this time, I find myself thinking of hope. Those lifeless branches of winter have actually been nourishing the life that would erupt at just the right time into the beauty of spring. They always do. While God's love is unchanging, he created seasons for us to remind us that after winter comes spring. Our lives are ever-changing, but even suffering leads to hope.
2 comments:
This is a great post, Tracy. I love the pictures, and the expression of joyful hope that you are remembering with the beauty of new life!
Tracy, it is also my favorite time of the year. I think mine spreads more over a month though. It starts when the little buds show up on the bushes and trees and continues through to the time that the blossoms fall off the fruit trees. I am just amazed at each step of the process - amazed at God's idea of beauty and life.
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