The wind and rain pounded against the house all week last week. The windows were rattling, the roof shingles were flying and the rains came down. What was left of the snow had dissipated and the ground was soaked. For a week straight the sky had been gray and dreary casting shadows on my mood and my thoughts.
Then came Monday.
Then came spring.
The clouds blew over, the sky opened up and the sun shined brighter than I've seen in a long long time. The over abundance of water that was laying in the yard slowly receded as the earth took in every last drop. What has been dead and stunted has shown new life, new promise.
My Jesus gave that to me. New life...new promise. Each day with my Savior, comes with it, the gift of a fresh start....new life. It feels like spring....even in my heart. The storms of sin may beat against us but not for long.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
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Powerful video.
And your words, they strike deep here, too. Especially this: "It feels like spring....even in my heart."
I was literally snowed in for days and days at a time this winter, and it feels so ... fresh and new to step out. The metaphor is beautiful, and I thank you.
You have spring?
Lucky....
(Actually, I saw the sun yesterday. I felt a little like blind Bartimaeus after Jesus popped open his eyes.)
Powerful video.
And your words, they strike deep here, too. Especially this: "It feels like spring....even in my heart."
I was literally snowed in for days and days at a time this winter, and it feels so ... fresh and new to step out. The metaphor is beautiful, and I thank you.
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