Monday, March 8, 2010

Spring for the Soul

{photo credit Chiara Taz via flickr}


Spring is coming.

The days are getting longer, warmer. The sun visits me in my early mornings, when it can cut through the clouds and I'm reminded of the hope and renewal that spring brings.

Hope and renewal.

If ever there was a a spring that I needed hope and renewal it was now.

While everyone sees the hope of spring, the green shoots starting to peek out of the snow. I feel like I am still in the fog of the March rains. Looking around at all the melting snow and not seeing the beauty of the bulbs. The hope in the bits and pieces of green.

I see the dirt, the garbage, the dog poop. All the things that were lost or carelessly left out in the cold of winter. The ugliness that only comes to light as you start to melt away the layers of snow.

{photo credit FeatheredTar via flickr}


The earth needs a good rain. A good hard spring rain to give it a shower and wash away the dirt and grime of winter. (My husband says this to my son as we walk to church, and he questions all the dirt).

A good rain, to wash away the dirt.

Such is life too.

We bury things deep in the cold of our heart. Cover it with layers of ice and snow, only to be discovered when something, or someone starts to warm us up. Melt the layers away. Sometimes that melting exposes the dirty, the discarded, the garbage that is our lives. We are forced to look at it, and choose to clean it up, give it a good shower, or stare at it until winter comes again to cover it.

The snow has been melted and I can see the dirt and the garbage. The repairs that need to be made and the items that need to be cleaned up, both in my yard and in my heart. I can't help but agree that a good shower would help clean a lot up. For the tears that I have shed, every one of them, clears away a little more of the grim and dirt and allows me to see the hope, and hopefully the sun.

After the rain comes the rainbows, yes, but the rain also brings the sun. I'm waiting on the sun. To dry the rain and warm the soul and remind me that under the dirt and grime are the buds of spring, and life.

7 comments:

Hyacynth said...

Oh my goodness, Melissa, this is simply beautiful. I'm going to remember this the next time I get fed up with rainy spring days ... We need it to wash everything clean. How true.

Shell said...

What a beautiful post!

You are awfully deep for a Monday morning, my friend!

Frantic Holly said...

What an inspiring post. I'm waiting on the sun too.

Michelle Hoad said...

thanks for stopping by! I feel bad now for posting all my pictures of the budding plants. But you can come back and mock me later when it's been 110 for 60 days in a row. I'll deserve it.

Liz (Loving Mom 2 Boys) said...

What a beautiful post - thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with us. I hope this is a spring of much healing and renewal for you. I know I'm waiting on the sun over here!!

Jessica Jones, ATL Mom of 3 said...

I totally agree with Shell! Atleast the snow is finally gone!

Stopping by from SITS and am now a follower

Just Another Mom of 2 said...

Oh this is so beautiful Melissa! I'm finally home and catching up on everything after traveling, and this brought tears to my eyes. Simply wonderful. Have a great week!

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