Sing of spring

My daily chores include feeding 3 horses. (I'd say hungry horses but I think that's redundant...) This morning I was out earlier than usual and stopped for a minute in the spring air to breath in the crispness of promise and listen to the rejoicing of birds. Heaven will be incredible because it will even better than this.

All the analogies of life flow in the spring. There's such promise. Green buds are peeking out, the oranges and yellows of tulips are finally pushing through the drab dusty garden. It gives my soul new strength.

Today, try this. Take five minutes and write down the things of spring you see outside. Or better, go for a short walk and absorb spring. Use all your senses. Listen. Touch. Look. Smell. Notice the new life. Then write down some of what you saw. Make a list - this doesn't have to be fancy. It's for your eyes only. Then see how many of those things remind you of the new life in Jesus. (Don't be too literal!! I know Jesus is not new robin eggs, but think of the new life in there.) Then speak out: tell God how you love his life and his work. Tell him how his work reminds you of something about him. Have a joyous time talking with him.

From the time the world was created, people have seen the earth and sky and all that God made. They can clearly see his invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature. (Romans 1:20)