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Winter in the Midst of Spring

2013 March 31
by Mike

Last Sunday I preached in Tulsa. By definition, it was spring. The vernal equinox had just passed. As certain as the whole solar system, it was (and is) spring.

However, it didn’t feel like spring. It was cold, dark, snowing, and breezy with a wind that cut to the raw bone.

It’s always disorienting when it is spring by definition but yet still feels like winter.

For believers, it is spring: Christ is risen! Yet for many of us, it still feels like winter. We identify with those powerful words Paul buy capsiplex uses to describe our experience: groaning, longing, waiting, hoping. Those are not words of despair but of deep trust. They proclaim: “I believe spring has started even though it feels wintery.”

Even though it was cold, dark, and wet, I could see small signs of spring starting to peek out. And this I knew:Before long, the redbuds will brighten the earth, the irises and petunias will burst forth in stunning color.

And for us—Easter believers!—we eagerly await the day when dark losses and despairing griefs blossom into joy, joy, inexpressible joy.

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  1. Eileen permalink
    March 31, 2013

    Where has this blog been? This, this, this is why I need it. I’m breathing deeper this Easter day.

  2. March 31, 2013

    Eileen – I’ve never intended to abandon the blog, but I’ve been B-U-S-Y. Somehow, Twitter and Facebook have been easier for the past half year. Thanks for the encouragement, though. (And by the way—this appeared first in Facebook this AM. As I said, it is just easier.)

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