Last fall I dug my geraniums, potted them, and placed them in my office windows. They were in full bloom. After being inside for a few weeks the flowers died and the plants stopped producing new buds.
Four months later, temperatures are still falling below freezing. As I write this post, the forecast is for snowfall overnight.
Little by little daylight is lasting longer and the warmth from the sun’s rays is increasing. The changes are almost imperceptible, but they are the beginnings of springtime.
The changes are enough to bring my geraniums into bud.
Aren’t you thankful for the beginnings of new seasons?
“Hi, my name is _____,” leads to new friendships.
A single step starts an amazing journey.
One chord swells into a beautiful symphony.
A word becomes a sentence, which grows into a paragraph, which leads to a page, which develops into a chapter, ….
Today let’s celebrate our beginnings, even the small ones.
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.
Song of Songs 2: 11-12 (NIV)