When Spring Seems Tardy & Whimsical Wednesday Blogger Linkup
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Sometimes I question God’s choice of weather. I know, I know. I shouldn’t be so negative. He is Almighty and Holy and I love Him with all my heart. But when the daffodils are covered by snow and the temperatures dip back down to their winter standbys, I can’t help but think that maybe one of the angels was late to clock in or the heavenly calendar wasn’t checked before the weather order was placed. You know, a mistake of some sort just HAD to happen. Or so I think in my humanity…you know, when spring seems tardy.
Then I read a passage like Isaiah 42. Gulp.
“Thus says God, the LORD, who created the heavens and stretched them out, who spread out the earth and what comes from it, who gives breath to the people on it and spirit to those who walk in it: vs. 5
He created the world. And the weather. And spring. He gives me breath.
And I dare to question his timing?
I am the LORD; I have called you in righteousness; I will take you by the hand and keep you;
I will give you as a covenant for the people, a light for the nations, vs. 6
He calls for me. He holds my hand. And without him, I have no promise in life. No hope.
And yet my humanity makes inquiry of circumstances in my life?
to open the eyes that are blind, to bring out the prisoners from the dungeon, from the prison those who sit in darkness. v. 7
He opened my eyes when I couldn’t see a shred of light. He brought me from prisons of my own making, prisons others pushed me in, prisons dark and desperate.
And this is the thanks I give for my rescue?
I am the LORD; that is my name; my glory I give to no other, nor my praise to carved idols. v. 8
Suddenly, through the words of Isaiah, my heart has been lifted. Praise is all I can give. The Lord deserves my glory and praise whether snow lies on the daffodils… or life circumstances seem unfair.
Behold, the former things have come to pass, and new things I now declare; before they spring forth I tell you of them.” v. 9
New things. New things like daffodils who whisper “Spring is coming.” even underneath their thin blanket of snow. New life and the redemption that only God can give are declared for me. And you.
He makes beautiful things out of dust.
Even when spring seems tardy.
And I’d love your answer to this: How have you witnessed God’s power when things didn’t go in the order you anticipated?
Rachel
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I’ve been complaining soooo much about the weather!! But God knows what season it is! He MADE the seasons!!! I know I’m abusing exclamation marks right now, but this is just such an excellent reminder of God’s sovereignty and timing. I needed it. 🙂
Blessings, Susan. Me too, I’m afraid I must admit! 🙂
There have been many times when I’ve seen God’s timing happen in my life. Most of the time, I see it when I look back. That’s why, for me, it’s so important to remember the mighty things that God has done. Remembering helps me have hope and courage for the future things that I worry about!
GOD BLESS!
And Happy Easter!!
Oh, Rachel, I think we all needed this today. Powerful! His timing is perfect in all things: I’m just a little behind or ahead! Who am I to question? And in answer to your question: My daughter’s sickness–never good timing right–yet I saw God use her, in her illness, to minister to doctors and nurses (and me!) with her smile and ever-hopeful spirit.
Oh my! Have I been wondering a LOT about God’s timing in my life this year. This late spring sort of magnified it too. I know his timing is always perfect. When we’re in the midst of a long unexpected journey that we yearn to be over it’s so easy to have doubts. Big doubts. Last fall my husband applied for a job….didn’t even get an initial interview. The candidate they hired evidently didn’t work out….the job has been posted again….and yes…my husband has applied again. We are believing with all we have for this….it seems perfect. And all the applications and interviews and no’s – on both sides make us extra anxious for a yes. But, God only knows that and he again may make us wait even longer. And so in this “in between” we camp on the promises of God and keep trusting. Sometimes feebly.
Thanks for a lovely reminder to press on in him.
He reaches me in many different venues, and then they either all tie together, or they repeat themselves. Through devotions, blogs, the Word, friends, news articles, etc. It meets me where I am needing correction, encouragement, direction, hope. I am very grateful.
Blessings!
He does make beautiful things out of dust. I have so felt the tardiness of spring here in my first winter in the mountains. Not only the physical spring but the spring in my heart after coming off a very difficult year. Grateful to say that spring might be tardy but God is bringing it at just the right time.
This morning I awoke to our yard being covered in snow. The thought which occurred to me was …”Spring snow is so beautiful!” I loved reading this post after noticing the change in our weather here. His timing and change of “seasons” is always on time! Have a wonderful week!
These words are definitely ministering to me this morning. I feel you on the weather disappointment, but even more disappointing for me is that we are all sick again. So many times this winter we have gotten sick. We just got over a stomach bug, were healthy for about a week and then my older son started having a runny nose and fever last Thursday and that night it turned into a full blown cold and since then it has spread to all of us. Nothing too bad, so I should be thankful that nothing serious is wrong, but I’m so annoyed. Thanks for the encouragement and helping me to get my head on straight this morning.
God’s power most often is a gentle whisper that swoops in when you least expect it. There is no fanfare and I have learned that I need to be still and listen for this whisper. The reminder from God comes and provides salve for the wounded parts of my heart and as I hear His voice I am able to start healing from the aches that cloud my soul. Such a pertinent post today! Beautiful words, Rachel! Thanks for the link up!