I
have several friends who long for Spring, starting as early as the Feast of St.
Scholastica on February 10th.
Why? Because the scripture
reading for that feast sings one of its most beautiful verses: “Come, my love, my dove, my beautiful one! Winter is o’er; the rains are over and
gone. The flowers appear on the
earth…the song of the dove is heard in our land. …O my dove in the clefts of
the rock, in the secret recesses of the cliff, let me see you, let me hear your
voice, for your voice is sweet, and you are lovely (2:10+)."
Almost
as alluring was an e-mail I received entitled “A Touch of Spring” with the
subtitle: “We’re all ready for a bit of
Spring.” I was so delighted. It was an interactive piece, so using the
mouse, I could click as often and wherever I wanted to on a completely black
screen. I went a bit wild! All those flowers that I could present to the
dark background in a matter of seconds!
And at the click of a mouse! I
felt as if I were a veritable flower garden: fresh spring green leaves, sky
blue flowers, yellow daisies, bubble-like and graceful fronds, orange, purple,
and peach, some double-petalled, others bending over gracefully. There were large flowers, the size of a
quarter and tiny ones, the size of an ear ring.
Sometimes, there were different kinds of flowers rising out of the same
root or stem. One was in the form of a
cross; all the rest shouted out: “Our life is new! Resurrection.
Come alive.”
There
were even fire-cracker blossoms. If I
stayed at the same spot on the screen and clicked a number of times, I marveled
at the wonderful overlapping of colors, textures and designs. Everything seemed to fit; everything was
lightsome. A touch of spring? Yes and more.
For me it was a reminder of how God must delight in what He had
created. It’s no surprise that God
would, of course, find his creation good, very good, indeed! And now again: “all those flowers appearing
on our land!” How good it is! Spring is here!
Renee Domeier, OSB
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