Which season is your favorite? Is it summer, with its long evenings and freedom filled days? How about fall, with its vibrant colors and comforting quiet? Or are you one that enjoys the coziness of winter? Each season has its own charm, but spring has to be my favorite for a number of reasons.
First of all, spring comes on the heels of winter, and even though Northern California does not have the long, harsh winters that many states experience, it is cold enough and wet enough (particularly this year) and long enough to make me look forward to its end.
Second, the weather, though still a bit unpredictable, is as close to perfect as it can get. The sun is out, but the temperature hovers in the seventies, not the hundreds of summer, and the air is fresh and clean from the gentle breezes and occasional spring showers.
Third, the views are spectacular. It is our season of puffy white clouds against a brilliant blue sky. The green is the most vibrant of the year, and the snow capped mountains have a very different beauty about them when one is viewing them while wearing short sleeves.
But what I enjoy most is that spring is a tangible reminder of God’s faithfulness. Dark, cold times will come to an end. Beauty does rise out of hardship. And new beginnings are a natural part of our life here on earth.
I thank God for the tangible reminders found in the seasons. Please share how you might see God in summer, fall, and winter.
First of all, spring comes on the heels of winter, and even though Northern California does not have the long, harsh winters that many states experience, it is cold enough and wet enough (particularly this year) and long enough to make me look forward to its end.
Second, the weather, though still a bit unpredictable, is as close to perfect as it can get. The sun is out, but the temperature hovers in the seventies, not the hundreds of summer, and the air is fresh and clean from the gentle breezes and occasional spring showers.
Third, the views are spectacular. It is our season of puffy white clouds against a brilliant blue sky. The green is the most vibrant of the year, and the snow capped mountains have a very different beauty about them when one is viewing them while wearing short sleeves.
But what I enjoy most is that spring is a tangible reminder of God’s faithfulness. Dark, cold times will come to an end. Beauty does rise out of hardship. And new beginnings are a natural part of our life here on earth.
I thank God for the tangible reminders found in the seasons. Please share how you might see God in summer, fall, and winter.
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