Wild Flowers on the First Day of Spring

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First day of spring. Anabelle and I joined a guided hike through the hills in the Coyote Lake – Harvey Bear Ranch County Park. The hills were carpeted with the blooms of wild flowers. There is a mad explosion of colors, with myriad shades of yellows, oranges, whites, purples and greens. Trees were putting on fresh new green foliage, their buds on the branches bursting forth into new leaves. New life is sprouting out everywhere. We even saw a bald eagle’s nest hight up in one of the trees. And even though it is now the fourth year of the severe drought, the lake looked full and alive, with its calm surface braking into ripples as ducks glide over its smooth surface. It is time and nature is busy recreating the marvelous scenery.

It was a mild and rather warm winter we just had. But even after the harshest and most severe winter, spring eventually comes when it is time. Climate change is a fact and it is because we have thrashed the earth. And I know that nature will re-create our paradise here on earth when it is time. It might be severe and catastrophic for men. Then, we will have to change after all the years we have been abusing nature and she has been changing.

And it tells me too that when it is time, I need to change. Age is bringing about changes I have to adapt to. It can sometimes be a dreadful thought that winter is coming and all life will be buried under by the snow and the cold. But there is always the promise of spring. Everything is brought back to life and with greater beauty, when it is time.

Create a clean heart in me, O God.
~ Psalm 51

Some Greeks who had come to worship at the Passover Feast
came to Philip, who was from Bethsaida in Galilee,
and asked him, “Sir, we would like to see Jesus.”
Philip went and told Andrew;
then Andrew and Philip went and told Jesus.
Jesus answered them,
“The hour has come for the Son of Man to be glorified.
Amen, amen, I say to you,
unless a grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies,
it remains just a grain of wheat;
but if it dies, it produces much fruit.
Whoever loves his life loses it,
and whoever hates his life in this world
will preserve it for eternal life.
Whoever serves me must follow me,
and where I am, there also will my servant be.
The Father will honor whoever serves me.
John 12:20-33

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