For a long, long time, probably up until this past year I
have not been a fan of Spring. I associated it with bad memories from years
past and couldn't wait for it to be Summer, but even more so for Fall. Fall has
always been my favorite season because of the changing colors. The rich reds
& oranges. The Pumpkin Pie. The coming family gatherings around turkey
dinners. Raking leaves in crisp cool air.
Ever since I read Ann Voskamp’s One Thousand Gifts in summer of 2011 and last
spring when I started getting into photography I have loved Spring. I couldn't
wait for the Winter to thaw from Northwest Indiana this year because I couldn't
wait for the green grass, playing outside with the kids, going to the
river walk, birds returning from the south, and squirrels to scurry up and down
the trees again.
Most of all I couldn't wait for the flowers to bloom. The purples, pinks, and whites sprouting from the once barren trees.
The Lord has shown me that He colors every season. Sometimes
it’s harder to see in certain ones. And sometimes I just wasn’t looking.
I’m grateful for the
Spring. Even if the blossoms have turned to plain green leaves, even if there
are horrible memories associated with it in the past.
I am grateful for each season of life.
I will continue search for the beauty in each day.
:)
and the turtles are complimentary.
:)
