It’s the middle of February of a very mild winter. The tree outside my window is starting to blossom with purple blossoms. It gives me hope against the gray skyline.
Spring can come in many ways to me. It is the blossoming of trees or the smell of the hedges starting to bloom.
Spring also comes to my heart. It is in the form of hope. Hope for a brighter tomorrow, hope for a healthy tomorrow. Hope from feeling drab and gray like the winter skies that still surround us.
A psalm of David.
1 Let all that I am praise the LORD; with my whole heart, I will praise his holy name. 2 Let all that I am praise the LORD; may I never forget the good things he does for me. 3 He forgives all my sins and heals all my diseases. 4 He redeems me from death and crowns me with love and tender mercies. 5 He fills my life with good things. My youth is renewed like the eagle’s!