I woke up this morning feeling quite refreshed after a week at home for spring break, and I'm so thankful for the consistent higher temps we've been seeing (though still mixed in with some chilly nights and mornings). I'm a spring baby, so I've always loved the spring. But moving back to a state where we actually have winter has made me appreciate and love springtime all the more.
I see daffodils sprouting up all over the place, bringing back the much needed color of green after the winter along with the bright yellow flowers popping out. Reminders that soon we'll be surrounded a variety of beautiful colors all around.
I'm a bit anxious about so many changes and unknowns right around the corner, with more chapters closing and new ones beginning. My youngest child's college graduation from Dallas Baptist University is now less than two months away, and God has remained silent still on where his next steps will take him. I want to count down the days till I can proudly watch him walk across that stage (and till I can see him again!), but I don't want to count away his last few weeks and days as a college student. I want him to be present in each one of them and live them fully, so I, too, must be present in this season and not wish a single day of it away. Before I know it, I'll be grieving again as those strings of dependence start to stretch and fray and we have to learn how to operate our relationship on yet a different level.
I'm also excited about new opportunities just around the corner that God has brought into my life to put my bilingual skills and passions back into practice, but I don't want to wish away the ministry opportunities right in front of me that are using other skills God has equipped me with for today. So I find myself again reminded to just be present where I am. Appreciate the signs of spring (growth and change around the corner), breathe in the warmer air, soak up the sunshine, and know that every day of this season is vital. We're never promised tomorrow, but we always have today in the season we're in.
Those daffodils sure are pretty, but they're only here for the spring before they wilt away and another flower takes over the show.
