When I think of Spring coming, I think of chilly mornings and sunny afternoons, shedding the winter coats, and shoes without socks. I think of birds chirping and seeing a daffodil poking up before its time. I usually think, oh no, little guy! It’s too soon! You’re too early! The frost (or snow!) will kill you! Did I miss it this year? The first hint of Spring? I was probably inside shivering.
This weekend is daylight savings. Spring forward. Sure, we may lose and hour of sleep, but springing forward certainly sounds better than falling backwards. With a little bit warmer weather, it does finally feel like spring is coming. I thought it might never arrive this year. Sometimes I get so caught up in the now, that I forget to look forward. It’s true sometimes we need to just focus on today. We only have grace for today, and tomorrow will have its own troubles. “Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble. (Matthew 6:34)
But sometimes, we need to look forward. We need to realize that today won’t always be hard, or maybe that today won’t always be joyful. We need perspective. We need to remember that heaven is real, and that this life is a fleeting breath in comparison. When we cry “Come quickly, Lord Jesus!” and “How long, O Lord?”, we need to remember. In all of the waiting, we remember that there is so much more to look forward to. There is an eternity of beauty and worship and glory.
“Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight,
At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,
When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death,
And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe