I felt it when I woke up this morning. It was there ever so slightly yesterday …or maybe the day before. It’s so subtle it’s hard to tell.
Lighter outside at 6:30, I’ve been hearing birds singing early. The day still has a chill, but the sun is brighter. I can see small changes in my yard. I sneezed a few times mid-afternoon and was reminded to take that tiny white tablet that slowly builds up in my system before the pollen accumulates and causes me big trouble.
It’s happening! Slowly, slowly. The birth of a new season. Only the beginnings. But here in the south it doesn’t take much. It won’t be many weeks before green things show and flowers bud.
It’s the way of God also. Just when all seems bleak and hopeless… joy comes. Quietly, softly, hearts begin to change. And then you see something different. Something new -that wasn’t there before.
He’s been working all along. Knitting behind the scene. Using everything. That’s His way! To reveal the miracles of new life and new growth. As I wait.
I will see life. A shift is coming!