In Like the Lion of Judah

March

It arrives every year about this time, bringing the scent of Spring and a myth of better weather. We often catch our selves wondering if March means the hard times are over and Spring breezes will root out Winter's bite.

By the end of March, in many places, the maple trees launch their leaves and you catch yourself on a warm Spring day, plucking a fresh, green leaf, rubbing it gently in your hands and inhaling the fresh scent of nature's annual resurrection ritual

The Savior waits, like Spring for your heart to reach the tipping point, when He can enter in and make eternal changes. His hands are always near, wondering when the pace of your unhappiness will slow down enough that He can fix the underlying problems.