This spring has been different than any other spring I have ever encountered. Today, as I sat on my deck and read a book I realized why.
Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me. See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land. The fig tree forms its early fruit;; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me. Song of Solomon 2:10-13
Its true in my personal life. I feel like the winter- barren, cold, isolated- is melting in my heart. I've weathered a tough storm but I am beginning to see the rebirth of spring- warm and bright, filled with awe and wonder as newness is all around me.
I hear the voice, the one that I love,
He's calling my name.
I hear the voice, the one that I love
He's calling my name.
Come up higher and hear the angels singing
Come up higher my beloved.
Come up higher and leave this world behind
Fine me to be beautiful.
It is my prayer that others will be drawn to my Beloved. Not because of who I am or how I have stumbled through life during the winter of my life but because they see His goodness upholding me through it all.
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