This morning after coffee with a close friend I was walking to my car and saw the first robin of the year… well… probably not THE first, but it was the first one I saw….
It reminded me of my childhood when my siblings and I would fervently be on the lookout for the ‘first robin of the year’. It’s a tradition that I think most of us (at least most of us Midwesterners) look forward to – it means that spring is coming soon – that we don’t have to bundle up the kiddos – that we will soon put away the snow shovels & ice melt – and we can open the windows for some fresh air [my wife’s favorite thing… maybe in the whole world].
I realized this morning that my excitement for the robin must reflect the same passion for who Jesus is AND what he is, and will do! I must actively wait for him to come, move, speak, show, etc…
May our eyes and hearts be focused on Christ rather than the ‘robins’ of this world.
my soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning, more than watchmen for the morning.