A few weeks ago my children helped me in planting some spring vegetables. We began with things such as sugar snap peas, beets, lettuce, carrots, and Swiss Chard. My husband built us two raised beds for some of the veggies. Seeds were planted in the beds. The weather was rainy and a bit chilly. We watched eagerly waiting for those first shoots but none seemed to come. My son would ask if anything was up and he seemed a bit disappointed that the answer seemed always "no." But I assured him they were coming. Then on Easter we went out to the garden. The sun was bright and the day warm. Peeking out of the black earth were little sprouts. First I noticed the beets with the characteristic red stems (see above), then even smaller were the first sprigs from the spring carrots.
In the garden we have learned patience. We have seen that nature cannot be rushed. Everything happens in God's time. Not only were there new sprouts in the garden but one of the apple trees in the back of the yard had buds just ready to open.
Purple flowers dotted the edge of the driveway. Indeed all spring was bursting forth. The timing seemed so perfect as we celebrated Easter Sunday this year at home. There was no going to Church Mass with the pandemic having closed all those in our state. Yet there was beauty all around us. Nature was showing her colors and bursting forth new life. Last night my husband read from the Bible. The last few lines stood out to me, "But those that trust in the Lord shall renew their strength as eagles grow new plumes: They shall run and not grow weary, they shall march and not grow faint" (Isaiah 40:31). While we still do not know how long we will be confined to our homes, we trust in the Lord. All happens in God's time and we should not grow weary.
