Battling Dormancy

 

As I walked on this bright sunny day, I came across this group of Geraniums just waiting to be planted. They are bright and healthy and busting at the seams of their pots. It is time to plant. It is time to grow. It is time to begin again in new life and energy.

So it is with Spring. In a way, it seems as if we have been trapped in a long, long winter. For a year we have been waiting; waiting to gather, waiting for the mundane routines we took for granted, waiting for the chance to try new things. In a way, we have been waiting to bloom once again.

We have grown impatient in our dormancy. We have struggled to remain hopeful and have battled the darkness that would swallow us. We have lived with uncertainty and anxiety and even a little fear. We are ready for Spring. But we continued, knowing even in the harshest of our winter days, that the seasons would change.

Marty Rubin writes, “The deep roots never doubt spring will come.” The Psalmist writes that we can be

“like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither”. All I know is that the winter is finally passing. Bring on the Spring!

Peace.