Sun was streaming through my window. I lace up my boots and head outdoors. I don't remember the last time we had blue sky without the bitter north-east winds.
The sun feels good on my face.
I decide to take a walk.
Snow still blankets the yards. The sun causes melting snow to drip off roofs. I hear birds chirp.
We are all ready for spring. Winter has been brutal.
Walking past a field, I notice a tree in it's midst.
I am struck by it's stark grandeur as it stands alone.
It's branches barren with snow at it's roots.
God tapped me on the shoulder and said, "The tree looks dead, doesn't it? It is not. The tree is very much alive. If you could only see the life it holds inside then you would know spring's leaves are always there. Fruit comes in it's own season. And so will yours."
Be encouraged my friends. Be encouraged.
