Spring appears to have arrived to our little corner of the world. Windows have been opened and cool breezes fill our home, freshening the stale winter air.
As I watched little hands cover new life with fresh dirt, I was reminded of the words Amber Haines shared at a women’s retreat I attended last year. Her message was focused on holding onto Hope in the wait. My aching, weary heart clung to every word.
Amber said something very powerful in her message that resonated with me in that particular season, “Winter always comes before Spring. Every time.”