…..Come my beloved, my lovely one come.
For see, winter is past….Flowers are appearing on the earth.
The season of glad songs has come…….
And the blossoming vines give out their fragrance”
Song of Songs 2: 10- 12.
I love Springtime. And wait for the good news! It has arrived! A few days ago, as I left our house, I saw a daisy appear through a crack in the tarmac – a tiny, fragile flower peeping out and greeting me. “Take heart, Breda,” it seemed to say – I have come to tell you that Spring has arrived. I have survived a long, dark, cold, dreary winter, too, and have returned full of life and newness.”
A short while later, I saw it! One single, tiny, fragile snowdrop peeping out from the base of the giant copper- beech tree in the lawn; another gift from heaven! I was excited!
Such simple beauty and newness of life put a spring in my step and I began to notice nature’s miracles all around me – one more invitation to appreciate how inter-connected we all are!
Yes, soon Spring would burst out in all its glory.
But Spring happens deep within us too – in our hearts and bodies as well as in our fields and gardens. I love the longer, clearer days – my spirits become lighter and brighter and my energy levels increase. I feel empowered and invigorated! And my awareness of how much part of nature we all are is at an all-time-high!
Spring always nudges me to give thanks for the seeds of new experiences and new beginnings that come my way – to ponder them, treasure them, nurture them, sit back and wait for God’s surprises to mature.
Meditation
It is Spring, Lord and my blood runs warm with the song of the sap longing for a beauty I would become. The buds are swelling on the bush, and the sun is beginning to coax the colour from where it has been curled against the cold.
There is promise in the season I know no name for except life and there is the mystery and the smile of it.
It is Spring, Lord, and something stirs in me, reaching, stretching, peaking through my defenses, beckoning in my laughter, riding on past my fears, pulsing in my music, and there is the mystery and the smile of it.
It is Spring, Lord, and I feel your power awakening within me.
Be with me in my reaching, so that I will be touched this prayer-time, this Spring. Be a gracious warmth, a light to unfold my life to a new beginning.
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B. O ‘S.