What a wondrous time is spring, when all the trees are budding...
Spring is one of the most magical times of the year. After a long, dark, cold season of death and hibernation, the sun begins to peek out from the clouds. New life begins to grow. Old life resurfaces. The trees begin to bud. And deep inside, desires begin to take shape. It's been a long season without new life in this family.
The birds begin to sing; the flowers start their blooming...
The heralds of spring are the robins. Their brightly-colored breasts burst onto a dreary world. Their beautiful songs follow shortly thereafter. Colors and shapes previously hidden splash across a gray landscape. You laughter, your cries, your absolute joy will splash across our lives.
That's how it is with God's love. Once you've experienced it...
I can't wait to share our Father's love with you. It springs eternal and never slows. Your earthly father and I will love you to distraction, but that is a mere taste of the love your Heavenly Father has. Once you've experienced it, you life will never be the same. I cannot wait to see your blossoming under His careful tending.
You want to sing; it's fresh like spring...
My heart will sing when I first hold you. I will break my hibernation at that moment. There is so much love between your father and I, but it will only grow when you join us. Our love will multiply to a degree so much higher than we can imagine. I cannot wait. I want to pass it on.
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** Lyrics in maroon taken from song Pass It On by Kurt Kaiser.
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