Today, spring arrived in New York. People were lying out in Central Park in bikinis, there were short sleeves, daffodil and crocus leaves began to push through the soil, the sun was shining, there was a beautiful breeze, and people just seemed to be smiling more.
There was an air of new life...yes, there will be more frosty evenings, and mornings when I walk to work with my breath smoking out before me. I won't put the down coat away quite yet...but it's coming. There is joy. And isn't that what Lent is all about...preparing for that joy, for that new life? It arrives on Easter--when the flowers will be in full bloom and the leaves will be fantastically green on the trees. And with the flowers and the leaves comes a lighter feeling in our chests and i our stomachs. Khalil Gibran tells us, "Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. " These are the days that remind us of that.
They are worth the wait.
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