Sweet Anticipation
by Laura Birnie
The sun is much brighter than it has been these past few months, a promise of more warmth to come. The snow is slowly melting away, watering the soil. I run my fingers down the branch of a shrub and feel the new buds formed and ready to open in their time. I can’t wait to see them unfurl, I think to myself.
Sweet anticipation.
I hear the birds chirping in the quiet of the winter snow. I’d forgotten about the sweet songs that fill the spring, summer, and fall air with their melodies. Oh! What’s this? A late winter snowstorm hits and it’s quiet again, but I’m reminded of what’s coming soon.
Sweet anticipation.
I spot the crocus and daffodil shoots peeking through the ground. “No, not yet! It’s too early!” I tell them, but they don’t listen. They insist on poking their little heads through the dirt and snow. I can’t wait for their greens, purples, and yellows to spring forth.
Sweet anticipation.
The world around me is awakening from its sluggish, winter slumber. A resurrection of what was dead. Just as Jesus’ lifeless body in that tomb was filled with breath once more. I think of Mary on that early spring morning in the garden when she fell at the feet of Jesus’ newly risen form, unable to touch Him; His resurrection bringing new hope. Was her heart so full of excitement she felt it might burst with…
Sweet anticipation?
All of a sudden, it seems, it’s much warmer, the snow is gone, and the cherry blossoms and magnolias have burst out of their buds. I stand in awe and breathe in the sweet scents. Spring is in full swing. The earth is alive again! If this world of clay is this beautiful, how much more amazing will heaven be? One day, my Savior will take me home to spend eternity with Him, but in the meantime, I will wait with…
Sweet anticipation.
Laura Birnie is a wife and a stay-at-home mom who loves Jesus, her family and coffee, in that order. She lives in Ontario, Canada, and loves spending time soaking in the beauty of God’s creation. When she isn’t writing, homeschooling, or taking care of her family, she can often be found crafting or reading with a cup of coffee in her hand and her Boston Terrier in her lap.
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