The Joy Of Spring

If you have spent any time around me, you are probably tired of me talking about how great winter is. I struggle internally to deal with winter's disappearance. The long, dark nights are a joy to me. I always say December 21st is my favorite day of the year because it's the longest night. 

But I must admit. This week, when it was near 70 degrees it felt pretty good.

People were walking through town again. Twisters, our local ice cream shop, was open. There are always birds singing in Michigan, but there were many more birds out and singing on Saturday. My kids played outside for hours. I stood on the deck and drank it all in. It was like life had come back to Michigan. 

All winter, I have been burdened because Aspen seemed quiet, and there were very few days when she was chatty. As we sat around dinner on that gorgeous evening after a day filled with sun, ice cream, and tacos, I noticed Aspen just talking without stopping all evening. 

I love winter, but it's a thrill to see the joy that spring brings. During the next couple of weeks, spring will arrive, and with it, warmth. I hope that it fills you with joy.

Bless you. 

Pastor