Saturday, February 16, 2008

The Hand Of God

As I arise I glance to the window to see the sun trying to push through my blinds. Excitement begins to take over my body, finally, sun. Sunshine brings many things to the world, but to me, the sun finally unveiling its face after hiding for so long can only mean one thing; baseball season. Sunshine digs its way through the snow that Mother Nature has placed across the ground and finds its way to the grass. Finally I can see something green, no more white snow, no more ice filled roads, but now the beauty of mother nature that has been draped in white can now seep through and begin to renew itself.

I guess that is why I love spring so much, it’s not just the crack of a wood bat, the feel of newly stitched seems across your fingers or even the beautiful aroma of pine tar… it’s the chance of renewal. During the fall, beautiful trees and flowers begin die and winter covered everything almost as if to say “we need some rest.”  But now, as the sun melts away the winter and spring begins to show its face, we begin to see a whole new world that reveals itself right before our eyes.

To me, this is also how god works. He sees the beauty within us, he sees how “green” or “pure” we are. And even though we may be very good, he sees how he can make us stronger. He puts us through trials that will sometimes feel hard, almost as if we are “wilting away” he will cover us when we need rest and be there for comfort, then, when the time is right, he will shine his everlasting light upon us, and soon we will find that the hard times of the fall and winter has made us stronger. We have been faced trials, made it through the cold and survived the toughest storms, and now god finds us ready to face the world again. After the tough times you now see that your trunk is stronger, your roots are deeper and your leaves are greener…

And now we’re off into the world, getting a clean slate, a new life and a stronger hope.. And even though we enjoy the beauty of spring, there is something deep inside us, that can’t wait to hold gods hand through winter. 

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