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Spring Has Come At Last.

 Winter and spring pictures
Winter and spring pictures
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A Long Winter

A Spring Morning
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The reality of winter is the freezing temperatures that declare its arrival. In fact, the cold is its defining characteristic. To save ourselves from the elements, we retreat to our homes and insulate ourselves from the death that awaits outside. We build our fires and grab our blankets and Waite for warmer days.

Spiritual winters are the same. For me, the hostile elements of the human condition are often cold and unfeeling. My relationships and circumstances swirl around me like a winter storm, threatening to leave me frozen and lifeless. So I retreat, I insulate myself from those who are hurting me and wait for warmer weather. Sadly, spiritual winters do not have a seasonal schedule, they can last indefinitely. Despite my blankets and fire place, that is, my attempts to protect myself from the cold; I find my self freezing to death, feeling nothing but my own misery

The last 5 years can only be described as the longest winter of my life. Several personal events left me frozen and lifeless. After so many years of cold I feared I would never feel again. I can remember the moment the warmth began to creep its way back into my body. The moment the season began to change. At first is was only the smallest of blossoms, hardly a bud. Yet its color began to peek through winters icy grip bringing to my frozen soul hope and anticipation. Spring had come at last!

The Spring Has Come

It has been a long winter. But, praise God, the Spring has come. The bitter cold that iced over my heart has begun to melt. The biting wind that numbed my emotions, keeping me isolated and unable to go out doors has passed. The rain clouds that darkened the sky, blocking my view of the Son my savior, have been blown away. His warmth, once again, has returned to my shivering body. The grays of winter are being chased away by the beautiful colors of spring. The air is full of bird songs and I can smell the honey suckle on the gentle breeze. It is glorious, it is breath taking. It is altogether marvelous.

The spring has come and with it, new life. I who was as dead, am now alive.
Bless the Lord oh my soul, for the spring has come and the winter is over.

But God, who is rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us even when we were dead in trespasses, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved), Ephesians 2: 4 & 5

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