April Showers Bring May Flowers

I'm not sure what it is about the change of seasons that I love so much. Winter to spring, Summer to Fall, I love them all. Maybe it's because I have a short attention span and get bored easily or perhaps it's just the thrill of something new that excites me as I can get discontent with the here and now.  In seasons of lifehowever, I will gladly stay in a good one basking in the sunshine and blessings as long as God will allow it. No need for change there, but put me in an uncomfortable season, a lonely, cold, dark time, or the scorching dry heat of a trial to the soul and I will squirm and complain, moan and groan, trying desperately to get out A.S.A.P.Unlike natures' seasons, where we know, just when we "can't take it anymore",  change comes and we are relieved, refreshed and ready to move on, in spiritual seasons, I guess there is always that fear (even though we know better) that it will not cease and we may not ever feel the refreshment of springtime that our soul desires.This week my daughter went to school for the first time in 3 months. Talk about a season! For 3 long frightening months a virus attacked her body and anxiety gripped her soul. My God who is able and willing has healed her and helped her walk through a painful and scary season. There is a calm over my home that was previously swirling with chaos, stress and fear. The kind of calm that comes after a storm. A strong, dark, thunderous storm, that knocks the power out and shakes the house. You know this calm. You've felt it before. That moment when you just know it's over and you can feel it with all of your senses. There is after-math and evidence of the havoc, but there is a calm. There are clear skies, crisp air, the smell of grass and flowers and rain.Perhaps a rainbow.The promise of new beginnings and a future.You can capture this feeling with just a glimpse or feel the air and the sun touch your skin.  You know the storm has passed.Will another come?Perhaps.Most likely.But even with that knowledge, you revel in the moment. "Please God, let this be the season of spring time for our souls. We are in need.​Who knows how long this season will last, but I am grateful for it.  I know I can't live in the  blissful spring time forever, be it natural or spiritual. The other not so favorable seasons have their place and purpose under heaven.  We learn a lot and grow a lot during trials.  A stripping of the soul and a hibernation of  dreams  can gives way to great fruit in due season.For now, this storm seems to have passed and I can breath again. There is joy in my daughter's soul and consequently in mine. The others have a small respite from sports and our weeknights are free for now. Dare I even speak of it? it feels so precious, so sacred. We have sat in the swing, eaten popsicles on the porch, dined together, talked together and  laughed together. Springtime indeed.We all know that May usually frazzles me. Facebook and Twitter are buzzing with "May frenzy".Not me .... not this time.I am going to revel in the blue sky that has come my way even if but for a brief small season.Lord, may I remember this feeling always. Matthew 7:24 The rain fell, the floods came, and the winds blew and buffeted the house. But it did not collapse; it had been set solidly on rock.