It’s that time of year on Heatherhope Farm. We eagerly await and methodically make preparations for the arrival of newborn lambs beginning in a couple of weeks.
Of course, to mark time, we also anxiously consult our human contrivances. The calendar says it’s April 2 and well into springtime. The weather app says the average temperatures for this day of the year should fall between 34 and 55 degrees Fahrenheit. But snow is falling. So, what’s up with that?
Yet, if we look carefully beneath those snow covered spruce trees, we see the green blade rising. And when we inspect our ewes, we can see they are bulging. So, God’s time doesn’t always match with ours; and God’s time is always the right time.
Also, our human contrivances of news media and social media afford us ample proof that this is the age of strife and death. But, as a favorite hymn of mine says, “I believe that Christ is changing everything.”
I choose to rely on the green wheat in our fields beneath the snow, the pecking of the robins, the growth of lambs in our ewes, and of grandchildren on their way in our daughters’ wombs, and, most of all, the victory of the love of God over Enemy Death.
