Spring in My Heart

I know it's summer . . .

But as I was straightening up my pantry this afternoon, I spotted sprouting potatoes that needed to be used.  I brought them to the sink and started cutting sprouts away, washing and slicing them into smaller pieces in order to cook faster.  One potato in particular had this sprout deep in it's interior . . . I had to butcher the potato in order to try and get it out.

God brought to my mind that I should be like this potato . . . growing, sprouting, preparing for the future.  It wouldn't stop at anything . . . It just HAD to come bursting forth with new life!

It made me think of the verse that talks about out of our bellies will flow rivers of living waters . . .  the gushing of new life and growth and inspiration that can ONLY come from God himself.

What is in my heart?

Is it Spring?  Can anything stop it?  The other potatoes around it weren't that desperate to grow yet . . . but like the thankful leper who came back to give thanks . . . Could I be like this potato?  Intense deep joy and vibrant life that it gushes and pours fourth not letting any trial or problem get the best of it?

Wanna join me?  Wanna keep that SPRING in your heart?

I do.

I want that . . .

I want to live with LIFE coming forth!

I want to give NEW life and growth . . . It's what He created me to do . . .

Refreshment

My daily walks/excursions/bike rides/exercise has become the focal point for me this spring.  At first I started going because I needed exercise and that seemed better than using my elliptical machine indoors.  Then, they exploded with the joy of capturing moments in time and particular places and scenes, of fresh air and silence, of time alone away from the bustling household and clingy babies, of exploring nearby roads and picking flowers (Yes, even in this snow covered North land ) My mind clears and returns,  refocused and energetic, ready to continue giving to my family and enjoying the good things in life.

Pussy Willows

The first "flowers" of spring wear soft, grey, brand-new fur coats!!!😃

Spring Fever

Sleep was elusive this night . . . I didn't think I drank coffee that late in the afternoon/evening, but something kept me awake . . . And then I started daydreaming ( Now, how can one daydream at night??? Isn't this a paradox?)

I began thinking of flowerbeds and gardens, of the planting and the of growing of herbs and all kinds of delicious and beautiful plants . . . Of making raised garden beds and darling garden paths, of landscaping our hillsides and the small spot in front of the house ( which is all still barrren sand, well with a bit of snow and ice on it yet to date).

Between browsing through a complete cookbook and writing down recipes to try, googling how to build cheap raised beds, and getting my husband sent off on his travels, here I am at five thirty up again with the excitements of spring tackling this sleep deprived body saying,  "Sleep is overrated after all.  Spring is almost here and you need to make plans!!!"

Spring fever . . . That is what has taken hold of me, I'm sure!

The summer visions loom close by in my brain, of future gardens lush, fruitful, weedless and fair . . . The spring rush of warmer weather thrills the heart until it beats louder and quicker than ever.  A fever sets in . . .

The forehead is warm, rather "hot" to the touch, as time spent outside gives us a sunkissed healthy glow.  The ear inside strains ever so hard to catch the song of the birds as it scurries to get it's duties done so as to be free to spend time with it's love.  The sky beckons with dawn, the sun beams his love, the earth quakes with impatience . . . Where and when will this freshly awakened love be allowed to immerse themselves in each other?

The goodness of God in the land of the living . . . Gives us hope and joy  . . . and dreams of a better day.