The First Day of Spring
It was the perfect day. If I close my eyes I'm right back there. Laying on the cool grass, feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin, a gentle breeze kissing my face. Well, the breeze and my two dogs kissing my face.
We spent the day at a local state park over the weekend. Out in the wide open, enjoying a big blue sky and trees just waiting to burst with all the leaves that are budding. Friends, family, and all of our dogs soaking in the beauty of the day, throwing frisbees, playing catch, and doing our best to toss the bean bags in the hole (we call it "cornhole" here in Indiana, otherwise known as "baggo"). An absolutely gorgeous day with some of the people I love the most. "It can't get any better than this, can it?" I asked my husband multiple times throughout the day, and he couldn't help but agree.
I love spring. I love waking up to the sun shining, digging out a pair of one of my many (and I mean many!) flip-flops to slide on, and stepping outside to discover that it really is warm for a change. I love the first time of the season you can throw burgers and hot dogs on the grill and eat out on the back porch while watching the neighbors play outside with their kids or hang the laundry out to dry. To me, that is perfection.
There really is something about the first truly beautiful spring day you get to enjoy. After a long, cold, harsh winter you feel refreshed, you feel renewed. It's an experience our friends in Florida and the like don't quite get. I almost feel like they are a little cheated. Sure, they get the majority of the year with sunshine, but us Mid-Westerners know the true value of a spring day. We've had it rough for the last few months! There's no way they can appreciate a day like that the way we can.
We all go through "winter" seasons in our lives. Periods of darkness, coldness, hopelessness. Days, months, maybe even years where we're trapped under the heaviness of circumstances in our lives, praying for the sun to shine again.
But nothing compares to the sweetness of that first day of spring. That moment when we realize what God has brought us through, and that for the first time in a long time the day seems hopeful, promising. We feel new; it is as if everything that was dead inside of us is now alive. And we know the days to follow are more of the same.
While at times I wish every day was a "spring" day - light, easy, full of fun and laughter - I know that I must go through the winter to get to the next season. As difficult as the winter may be, at the end I'm better for it, stronger, more prepared for the next time it comes around.
And I'm so thankful that after the winter, God brings that first spring day.
Emily
We spent the day at a local state park over the weekend. Out in the wide open, enjoying a big blue sky and trees just waiting to burst with all the leaves that are budding. Friends, family, and all of our dogs soaking in the beauty of the day, throwing frisbees, playing catch, and doing our best to toss the bean bags in the hole (we call it "cornhole" here in Indiana, otherwise known as "baggo"). An absolutely gorgeous day with some of the people I love the most. "It can't get any better than this, can it?" I asked my husband multiple times throughout the day, and he couldn't help but agree.
I love spring. I love waking up to the sun shining, digging out a pair of one of my many (and I mean many!) flip-flops to slide on, and stepping outside to discover that it really is warm for a change. I love the first time of the season you can throw burgers and hot dogs on the grill and eat out on the back porch while watching the neighbors play outside with their kids or hang the laundry out to dry. To me, that is perfection.
There really is something about the first truly beautiful spring day you get to enjoy. After a long, cold, harsh winter you feel refreshed, you feel renewed. It's an experience our friends in Florida and the like don't quite get. I almost feel like they are a little cheated. Sure, they get the majority of the year with sunshine, but us Mid-Westerners know the true value of a spring day. We've had it rough for the last few months! There's no way they can appreciate a day like that the way we can.
We all go through "winter" seasons in our lives. Periods of darkness, coldness, hopelessness. Days, months, maybe even years where we're trapped under the heaviness of circumstances in our lives, praying for the sun to shine again.
But nothing compares to the sweetness of that first day of spring. That moment when we realize what God has brought us through, and that for the first time in a long time the day seems hopeful, promising. We feel new; it is as if everything that was dead inside of us is now alive. And we know the days to follow are more of the same.
While at times I wish every day was a "spring" day - light, easy, full of fun and laughter - I know that I must go through the winter to get to the next season. As difficult as the winter may be, at the end I'm better for it, stronger, more prepared for the next time it comes around.
And I'm so thankful that after the winter, God brings that first spring day.
Emily
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