Springtime in cow country means the babies are running and romping.
I love watching them bound away from their mamas, squiggley tails straight up like a cat’s, then bound right back again. They exemplify the season’s name: Spring!
These calves have convinced me that this is the season for new beginnings, not New Year’s. This is the time we need to take stock of our lives and lay out a plan of resolution.
As for the lists we all made in January—no wonder they’re so hard to follow. Those days are cloudy and gloomy (unless you live Down Under).
Who wants to start over when you’d rather just sleep in?
“Behold!” said He who sits on the throne. “I make all things new” (Rev. 21:5).
Personally, I’m planting flowers, ordering a load of crushed rock for the driveway, and working on a new novel.
What would you like to start fresh with this spring?