IT IS ALREADY HAPPENING

We are in January, some of the coldest days of the year, Mid-Winter.

Warmer weather, the first days of Spring are still weeks away, almost unimaginable.

I realize I am writing from Florida, where cold is anything under 50 degrees. I know many are facing sub-freezing temperatures and heavy snows right now.

What I am seeing here may not be seen further north for a while, but it is happening, whether we see it or not.

I am speaking about the life that is getting ready to emerge from the cold.

I see it in the tiny tips of the branches on the trees here in Florida already. That rounded bud of growth, not seen by most of us, but there anyway, small as it is.

It is a promise, a sign of things to come.

In the darkness, in the cold, new life is already happening. Further north, under the snow, just under the surface, the crocus and daffodils are getting ready.

Hold onto that hope, a hope that is already happening, if only in very small ways, unseen, but real.