The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow

It has been a long Winter in the Washington area and seeing signs of Spring makes sweeter than usual. Rainbows come out after the storm. The same is true in our lives. While we are going through the storm, it may seem as if it will always be so, but like the budding trees here, we do emerge. Bruised, a little broken, but with roots digging ever deeper for survival, heads turned toward the sun.

Spring has always been my favorite time of year. Perhaps it is because of a Spring birthday, perhaps because of Easter, many things. It is a time of hope, of new beginnings. Take time to see the trees budding, the flowers miraculously poking through barren ground, the birds singing a new song. All of these things remind us of our own resiliency and the steadfast love of the Creator of all.