Embrace the Season

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We don’t have to leave our home
these  days for the world’s bad
news to come  crashing down
upon us. Too much information
crowds our souls as we search

the internet, scan the news or browse Facebook.

Sometimes we just need to stop, pull back, and take a break from the world.
The best way I know of getting away from it all is to get up early and watch
a new day dawn, especially at springtime.
 Signs of new growth abound and
soon I’m down on my knees digging in the soil, pulling weeds, 
transplanting
old plants, adding new ones.

In the same way, Spring can ring eternal in our hearts when we take time to
walk through the Word of God and embrace the promises found there. Eternal
truths never lose their power to renew and refresh our minds. Give comfort
when we grieve a loss; and cause new hope to arise in our hearts during times
of stormy trials and winds of adversity.

There’s a hope rooted
down deep . . .
Deep in the soil of God’s love.
Winds of adversity
test it . . .
Stormy trials try

to possess it.
But hope is
rooted down deep
in the soil of
God’s love.  

There’s a hope springing up
with shoots of

new growth.
Nothing can stop it…
Evil can’t thwart it.
Hope always
thrusts through

hardened soil,
softened by Spring’s rain.
Eternal hope . . .

Everlasting love.

Anchor of my soul,
birthed and
born again. (John 3:3-17)

Eternal Seed implanted . . .
catch the wind of the Spirit.
New life . . .
spring forth.

Awaken winter’s dead.
Heavenly showers fall—
rain flowers
upon my soul.

This hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out
within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us. Romans 5:5

The Bonus Years

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Whitest snow dusting trees like
powdered sugar frosting the earth. 
My gift to you this day.
These are the bonus years.
Trust me, let go of
your grip of lesser things.
Take my hand and
walk with meone step at a time.

You need not fear life’s changing seasons.
I’m already there, waiting for you.
Are you coming?
There are many things
I’ve yet to show you.
Many miles you’ve yet to travel,
Many roads to walk with me,
Many joys yet to know.

These are the bonus years.
The best lies just beyond the open door,
where hearts respond to Spirit’s call,
and Jesus bids us follow.
Lay your head on my shoulder,
and lean hard on me.
Rejoice. Let Go. Let God.
Take my hand, I’ll lead you home.

You make known to me the path of life;  you will fill me with joy 
in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand. Psalm 16:11