It’s been a long winter in Boston.  I think longer than it took my mom and me to finish that Laura Ingalls Wilder tale of the same name back in the day.  And I don’t think a longer book has ever been written.

I’m used to spring months where everything has a slight greenish yellow tint, and the temperature is absolutely perfect.  Wildflowers in Texas.  Honeysuckle in North Carolina.  Dogwoods in Georgia.  But we still have bare tree branches in Boston.  With the exception of last week’s beautiful weather, spring has just not sprung yet in New England.  I’m pretty sure we won’t have another snowstorm, but I’m told there’s no real guarantee until after Memorial Day.  Well, that’s comforting.  I never thought I’d say to bring on the pollen, but I’m wishing our car had a slight coating of it right about now.  And if someone could please bring back the sun, that would be nice too.

But I’m reminded that seasons in our lives generally last longer than we would like.  The novelty wears off, and predictably we find ourselves anxious for change that seems it will never come.

He has made everything beautiful in its time.  He has also set eternity in the hearts of men…  (Ecclesiastes 3:11)

Eternity.  That longing that never quite goes away.  The one that whispers that there’s something more than what we’ve been running after.  Something truly satisfying and glorious.  Something good in a way we’ve never known.  Something worthy.  Something that will redeem.

But we have to wait for it.  After all, ugly things are not made beautiful overnight. 

For the revelation awaits an appointed time … Though it linger, wait for it; it will certainly come and will not delay.  (Habakkuk 2:3) 

A couple thousand years ago, people found themselves in a dark season lasting a few centuries.  God had been quiet for quite awhile.  Some probably thought He’d forgotten all about them.  Some probably thought He’d finally thrown in the towel and had enough of their fickle hearts and stiff necks.  Some must have thought they would never hear the Word of God again.

But when the time had fully come, God sent His Son, born of a woman, born under law, to redeem those under law, that we might receive the full rights of sons.  (Galatians 4:4)

Spring will come.  And it will be worth the wait. 

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