Season of Singing
Today was in the high 80's in Oregon and for April that is unusual. Coming from Arizona the past 20 years, I am loving the heat and so are the plants and flowers. The trees, in front of our house, burst out of buds into leaves within a day. The pollen from the trees was so thick it looked like a mist of water floating past our windows. Song of Songs 2:12 explains spring like this, "Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land." I have talked to others who have expressed their depression has lifted a bit with the sunshine and warm weather. As I walk the dog, I breathe deeper when we pass brightly colored tulips swaying in the breeze and clusters of delicate white blossoms on the fruits trees. Spring feels like God is lifting the heavy veil of wintery grey and cold so we can see the glory of His creations anew. As much as I'm enjoying the blossoms and sunny skies, the Bibl...