Spring Is In The Air

We all love the promise of Spring. I haven't met anyone yet, who, at around the month of March, doesn't start longing for the signs of Spring.

It causes all sorts of activities for various individuals.

Some people putz in their gardens, others clean out the garage. All month long, our city streets have been getting cleaned.
Many, do the "annual Spring cleaning purge" Funny how that is, an urge to clean, and bring order to get ready for new things.

I, myself, love the sun and warmth that spring brings. I love to sit on my deck and listen to the sounds of nature, and feel the warmth of the sun.

Hope seems more tangible or as though it can be breathed in somehow.

For the past few days, God had been reminding me of a song that I had no idea who wrote, or all the words... but part of the chorus had been ringing through my heart and mind, and finding its lyrics upon my tongue.

He will come to us....like rain... spring rain
If we ask, He will come

God often speaks to people in music and lyrics. Whether they be secular or Christian songs.
This is one way that God speaks to me... probably because He knows how much I love music, and because He knows I will sing lyrics over and over and over, until I feel like I "GOT" the message.

In time, I remembered that Kevin Prosch wrote this song. I haven't sang it in years, but I am now!

Come let us return unto the Lord

For He has torn us
But He will heal us
For He has wounded us
But He will bandage us
And he will come

He will come to us like rain, spring rain
He will come to us like rain, spring rain

If we ask, He will come
Send His rain on everyone

For every child(soul) needs rain, spring rain

He was obviously inspired by the book of Hosea.
Hosea 6 says:

We're ready to study God, eager for God-knowledge.
As sure as dawn breaks,so sure is his daily arrival.
He comes as rain comes, as spring rain refreshing the ground."

I've been pondering these words all week, especially the part that says:

He comes... or He will come to us.

God is always pursuing us, even when we don't notice it. Often, we think we're the ones running after Him, but truthfully, I think He starts it.

He starts the longing.

The longing for new things in Him. The longing to "clean up" our hearts, the longing to invite Him to bring order, the longing for fresh air, and sunshine....... and even the longing to be willing to be pruned, so that even more new growth can happen.

I get to choose to respond, and the intensity at which I respond.

God is cool, and the kindest most patient relationship I have ever experienced.

Thanks God, for coming to me... like rain, spring rain. I need it.