The weather here in Texas can be so bipolar at this time of the year. One minute you’re wearing a sweater and jeans while the temps are dipping into the ’40s and the next day you’re taking the kids to the park and sweating. It’s truly crazy.
I strolled outside on one of the warmer afternoons last week to get the mail and happened to glance up and see that our pear tree was already blooming. I’ll be honest, I was elated to see signs of Spring but also a little sad to say goodbye to Winter once again. So I guess I’m a little bipolar myself when it comes to the seaons changing.
When I was a little girl I used to watch my mother replant and rejuvenate her flower beds every Spring and bring life again to our yards. She’s an amazing green thumb. As I got older I joined her and enjoyed getting my hands dirty and watching her in her element. And I began to equate it to the renewal that is brought at the same time through the Lenten season and the eventual promises of His resurrection.
I don’t talk that much about religion but I want to put it out there that this year I have many things to ask forgiveness for and much forgiveness to strive to give as well. The fact that I am “only human” is more evident than it has been in quite some time. And alas, I am not the only one. I pray that on Easter Sunday I can feel even more of that renewal, all the way around.
So, this Spring as I dig in my own flower beds and plant new flowers I hope to also plant the seeds of forgiveness and watch them grow and flourish like never before…
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