There are more Spring blossoms than ever this year. I remember being delighted that first spring after moving to our home near the Seine River, to discover them as I walked the nearby trails. Spring blossoms, one of my favorite things were now so close by!. I felt lucky.
I returned later that day into those woods with my snipers, and Kevin in tow, to cut a rather largish branch. I had a vase in mind for it, and the result made me happy.
Psalm 30:5b Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning.
John 16:33 I [Jesus] have said these things to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.
Walking those same trails this year was even more delightful. “How wonderful and surprising that such a long harsh winter resulted in an abundance of blossoms” I mused. Almost immediately, that thought was followed by these words, "Weeping may endure for the night, but joy comes in the morning.” Those words, penned by an ancient Hebrew writer, have comforted me many times, often ringing true. Combined with the loving and compassionate character of God, those words give me confidence in difficult times. We have troubles, and will have more troubles yet, but we also have help, hope, and comfort. And so a simple walk in the woods is elevated to a reminder of the Creator, who amidst the blossoms and my swirling thoughts, feels close. Water to wine once again, and I’m thankful.
Exodus 34:6 ...the Lord, a God merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness.