Spring officially began two weeks ago, and our weather has definitely been Spring-like. The temps have ranged from highs in the low-50s to the mid-70s. We’ve had super windy days (I’ve never lived anywhere with wind like we have here). More than anything we’ve had rain. Lots and lots of rain.
Our lawn is saturated to the point that puddles (and rivulets) form. And the rain continues to come – sometimes light and drizzly, sometimes (like today) in heavy downpours – and the overcast skies only break on rare occasions.
And as much as I would like a warm, sunny day so we can play outside, I look out the windows and see the signs of life renewing – grass greening, plants and flower leaves poking out of the ground, trees budding – and know that the rain is necessary for this revival. In order to have the Spring greens and beautiful flowers that I enjoy so much, we must go through the rainy season that refreshes the earth.
Sometimes life is that way; the rains seem to come constantly and in heavy downpours. When we hold on through the rainy season we come out refreshed, renewed, and ready to enjoy the sunshine.
I know that the rain will pass (and later in the summer we’ll be wishing for rain) and the sun will shine again. That is God’s promise, and he is always faithful to keep his promises.