When the deadness of bitter cold winters awakens to the warmth and renewal of spring, I always feel a stirring in my heart. I feel as if my heart comes to life with each new budding tree and blooming flower.
For me, the changing seasons represents seasons in my life. Winter seems to be a time of pruning. A time of self-reflection, of examining the things that are working or not working in my life. To look back on the year’s events and see where I’ve grown or became stagnant. It’s also a time for me to look at my goals: Am I on target or behind? What do I need to change? Where do I keep on persevering and what do I let go? Winter speaks to me about my spiritual life as well. Where am I growing in my relationship with Christ? Or did I let the things of the world consume me? Did we become closer or further apart? Or am I stuck in a place that I have not allowed Him in? Winter provides the perfect solitude to explore my inner-self and to think about changes, especially the constant need to find balance in my life.