The Sorrow of Spring

Everything was beautiful. The spring flowers were blooming, the trees had baby leaves and the promise of summer was well on its way. UNTIL the storm came yesterday and brought several inches of snow and temperatures plummeting into the 20s.

Remembering thoughts that spring is a symbol of the resurrection, I have come to love the month of April with a passion. Yesterday was a shock! I worried about the birds as I turned off my light and went to bed.

My husband told me that when he was a young boy he captured some black birds and had them in a cage with a covering over the top. The night got cold and when he awoke in the morning, the birds had died. That was a story I didn’t need to hear last night. I wondered if the birds would find shelter – maybe in those arborvitaes pictured at the edge of our patio? The robins had returned and they were building their nests and perusing our lawn for worms. I was worried. It was still snowing when I went to bed. Our furnace was running big time.

This morning as I looked across the pond to the 9th hole of the golf course I saw Michigan, once again, as the winter wonderland. The weather can change in an hour.

The sun is shining across our coral patio and the snow is melting rapidly. I saw a robin hopping merrily along. Ah, the resurrection of life! The birds have survived. The trees will most likely re-bud. I can buy flowers to supplement those that won’t bloom again. God is still in control.

Be anxious for nothing.

9 thoughts on “The Sorrow of Spring

  1. Diane Siemers says:

    I too was admiring the beautiful Spring trees and flowers at the beginning of the week. Then, i got up this morning and saw the snow covering everything. I too thought of the blossoms dying. I posted a picture on Facebook and the reactions surprised me. I got comments on how pretty it was. Somehow I missed that. It reminded me that sometimes in times of adversity God puts something beautiful out there for us but are we so focused on the negative that we miss the positive,

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  2. Mary Cates Author and Freelance Writer says:

    Diane, this is so true. Former author, Catherine Marshall is quoted many times in her writings that point to God bringing beauty and purpose out of what seems hurtful and disappointing. The snow is beautiful. And though its untimely, we have the wonderful hope of next week when everything warms up and we see new growth. Thank you for your beautiful comment.

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  3. Blue Collar Theologian says:

    Hi, Mary!
    For some reason likes and comments buttons do not show up on my WordPress reader, I am so sorry to see the snow! We are getting a cold front moving in as I type you in PA. I am sad too because my one cherry tree has beautiful flowers that just bud that I know are going to be hit hard. I am enjoying every moment of their fragrance I can!!! So thankful that God is God even in the midst of the weather changes! May His people be a fragrant aroma even when the flowers aren’t! Love and blessings!!!!

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  4. Beth Alisan says:

    Excellent reflections from your spring snow Mary! Inwardly I cheered when I read your words, “I saw a robin hopping merrily along. Ah, the resurrection of life! The birds have survived. The trees will most likely re-bud.” I had to think of the resiliency God has given the birds and trees and to us in Christ as well! The words of Psalm 84 came to mind – “Blessed are those whose strength is in you, who have set their hearts on pilgrimage. As they pas through the Valley of Baca (weeping) they make it a place of springs. . . They go from strength to strength till each appears before God in Zion.”

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