Did you ever notice how God sometimes sends an amazing little "perk" your way just when you need it?
It was about 7:00 a.m. this morning. I was sitting at the kitchen table having some coffee, looking out the window at all the left-over snow from last week's storm, watching Accuweather on TV, shaking my head and thinking to myself, "It's the middle of March, for heaven's sake! Shouldn't this cold weather be starting to wind down?? It seems like winter is never going to end!"
With that, I turned the TV off so I could do my devotions, and just like that ... it happened. I heard the beautiful sound of a bird chirping. Loudly. Over and over again.
Now, I can't say for sure that there wasn't a bird chirping yesterday morning, or the morning before that. I suppose it's possible. All I know is that somehow I was tuned in this morning. The message was loud and clear - and it warmed my heart. Even amidst the cold, frosty, dreary days of what seems like a never-ending winter, there is the promise of springtime and new life. Even when the trees, the grass (and probably the crocus' that were peeping up a few weeks ago) seem so dead, they are not dead. Resurrection is coming.
And so our Lenten journey continues. It's been a long four weeks. But we've been preparing our hearts, and we can now hear the very faint sounds of the new life that is on the horizon. Just a little over two weeks left ... Resurrection IS coming. And we can hardly wait.