Winters in Michigan, where I grew up, were long, cold, and dreary. Gray skies, leafless trees, and a colorless landscape made the winter months feel endless. Occasionally, the sun would peek out in March with a patch of blue sky that gave hope to a frigid existence.

Then came April. As daylight lingered a little longer and snow melted away, the sky became brighter and creation began to wake up.

I love that we celebrate Easter in the spring because it’s a celebration of new life. Just as brown grass turns to green, flowers sprout from the earth, and tree branches blossom with new foliage, the resurrection of Jesus gives new life to those who are spiritually dead. And the new life that Jesus gives to those who believe in him lasts through all eternity.

Even more than the blue skies and colorful flowers, what I loved most about spring was the melody of birds singing praises to their Creator from early morning until evening. This Easter, as we celebrate our new life in Jesus, may we join our feathered friends by praising the One who is worthy of our song.

Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land (Song of Solomon 2:12 NIV).

Crystal Bowman is a bestselling, award-winning author of more than 100 books for children and adults. She is a lyricist for children’s piano music, contributor to Clubhouse Jr. Magazine, and presenter at writers’ conferences. Her latest book is Mothers in Waiting—Healing and Hope for Those with Empty Arms (Harvest House).

Mothers in Waiting

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Spring blooms

Blooms Bursting Out by Mary Hamilton

Mary’s Monday Musings to Quilt Encouragement.
Spring Is Sprung. So goes the saying I remember from my youth. What glorious sights springtime brings us. Masses of flowers blossoming in our yards, along our highways, and over our meadows and hillsides to delight our eyes and scent the air. The season of Spring is well named. Hope and encouragement springs into our hearts and souls with the sight of blossoms changing the barren landscape of winter. Our spirits are renewed. Our sense of expectation rekindled. Our creative energy replenished.

Everywhere we look, we see signs that God isn’t finished with our world yet. His creativity all around us demands our notice and invites us to throw ourselves into living our life to the fullest. The power and love that God demonstrates on the canvas of His world each spring inspires us to use our days to pursue the gifts He has given us. Perhaps a pat on the back, homemade cookies, a word spoken to encourage, or a message written to lift someone’s spirits. Whatever our gifts, God gives them to us as freely as he spreads beauty on our land. We thank Him for our world because we didn’t create the seeds that sprout into flower or food. We thank Him because He planted the seed in us that allows us to spread His love around our world with the gifts He gives us. Thank you, God, for our beautiful Spring.

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