“Weeping may endure for a night but joy comes in the morning” (Psalms 30:5)
The season of Spring cannot be matched. It cannot be removed. It cannot change.
But, who wants to change it?
Only when grief overtakes the mind, or sorrow makes one sad.
But when sunshine spills forth, and foliage erupts on tree and land, everything in our world changes. That outcome will always lift the spirit.
Sorrow lasts for a season. But spring is the time of change.
No longer downcast, but embracing the future; I press forward.
As a survivor of grief I will still enjoy the abundance of God’s beauty–knowing that He bears our grief, and understands our sorrow like no one else.