Welcome, Spring


A Light exists in Spring

Not present on the Year

At any other period —

When March is scarcely here.

— Emily Dickinson, "No. 812"


Winter was brutal. We didn’t anticipate it being so unbearably difficult, but it was. Between my husband leaving (for work), my girls being sick over and over, and then a devastating miscarriage… I’m beyond grateful to welcome Spring.

With Spring comes so much new; so much newness. Fresh greens, warm sunshine, blossoming trees, budding blooms… it doesn’t get better than that after such a long and dark and cold Winter. We welcomed this new season by beginning our flower garden… it’s humble and we still have so many plans and ideas for our yards but gosh this was healing. In the warm late-afternoon sun, barefoot and happy and glad to just be together in our own house, in our own yard… though covered in weeds it’s a beautifully fresh beginning.

Isaiah 43:18-25

“But forget all that—
it is nothing compared to what I am going to do.
For I am about to do something new.
See, I have already begun! Do you not see it?
I will make a pathway through the wilderness.
I will create rivers in the dry wasteland.

Literally and figuratively we welcome this new season with open arms. We’re ready to burst with new growth, new joys and old joys. Planting seeds, bulbs and blooms in honor of the seed we lost, and for the ones we hold so so dear. Planting and gardening; it’s enriching for mind, body, soul and the Earth. Uprooting what’s cutting off healthy growth; digging out what doesn’t belong… planting in healthy, fresh, and new… ready to grow and bloom. So much parallel to what God is sowing into our hearts. He’s ripping out the old to bring new, steadfast love and joy. Giving us new hope to trust Him and His perfect timing. He mourns with us and He rejoices with us. He is creating new things. Good things.

We’re not the same as we were before Winter came, and that’s okay. We all go through things that change us, but this Spring; this Spring we know is going to be so so good. Incredibly refreshing; though maybe nothing outwardly changes aside from sun-kissed skin and new Spring dresses, inwardly… that’s where there’s deep, deep uprooting and re-planting. It’s good. Really good.

Spring: welcome, we’ve been waiting for you.


Mary Salas