Almost two years ago and after pushing for longer than expected my incredible OB placed my baby girl into my arms. She was wide awake with perfect skin and I asked the nurses if I could keep her. It was as if instantly all the pains of waiting and labor were forgotten – joy was left in its place. I praised God in that moment for His good blessings and for creating this new life and entrusting her to us. All was right with the world.
Last week I held my best friend’s newest baby boy, a mere five hours new when she handed him to me and I melted. He was brand new and I thanked God for all ten pounds of him. I smiled at him as he slept so peacefully and held my friend’s hand as we talked about the beauty of God’s timing. The world was brand new again.
Earlier this week Annie joined me in the garden, armed with her tiny, pink watering can and glittery sneakers, ready to help water the flowers. I don’t even pretend to have a green thumb but for Valentine’s Day Taylor bought me two rose bushes to plant by the gazebo in the backyard of our new house. I promised my best effort to not kill them and have been watering them diligently, with Annie’s help, of course. She watched me carefully as I filled up her watering can halfway, then held my hand as we walked over to the rose bushes. Once we got close she squealed and pointed – lo and behold, after two months, a rose was blooming! Despite the recent cold temps and random storms, somehow, a beautiful rose was in full bloom in our backyard. We both bent down to see it closer and smell it’s sweetness – I looked at Annie and her eyes were aglow with joy.
In that moment I saw God’s goodness and grace once again. I stopped thinking about all the plants I’d killed before. How many days we had rushed to the rose bush only to be disappointed by what looked like nothing was happening. The former things were replaced by the awe of Spring’s magic. In that moment, God was telling me to forget the past and stop to observe the beauty of the new right in front of me. Of us. In my 31 years the beauty of Spring has never been lost on me but in that moment, I was reminded that God is faithful and is always working.
Spring is here. Lean into it. Go plant some flowers. Blow bubbles with your babies. Get an iced coffee. Kiss your husband. Have a long phone call with your best friend. Open your eyes to the new all around.
“Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?” Isaiah 43:18-19