Hope

Seasons are a blessing from God.

And Spring is the birth of Hope.

Spring is the fulfillment of an unspoken Promise.

Of new life that sings my God has not forgotten His world.

That Winter’s gray is deadly, but that seasonal forces have little real power.

Winter’s clouds weigh in heavy and low, mocking and unending.

If my eyes knew no colors but green and pink and sunshine, would I understand Hope?

Spring after Winter is a Gift.

It’s the birth of old Faithfulness, of life emerging from deep winter layers; and it is, for those who see it, the renewed birth of Hope.

 

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