God's promise

And the Lord smelled a sweet savour;and the Lord said in his heart, I will not again curse the ground any more for man's sake, for the imagination of man's heart is evil frome his youth; neither will I again smite any more every thing living, as i have done. While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease. Genesis 8:21-22 KJV

These are two verses I like to think on in the spring time. This is a very great promise to us. While others try to understand the weather and call it global warming, I belive in a risen savior of the whole world who made this promise. I desire to celebrate our risen savior every day of the year. The spring time is a new beginning a new life springing forth a reminder of our new life we can have in christ the Lord creator of all things.I think Thorereu may have bean portraying this analogy found in the spring time when he wrote in his book Walden; Or, Life In The Woods. "A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten on the influx of better thoughts. We should be blessed if we lived in the present always, and took advantage of every accident that befell us, like the grass which confesses the influence of the slightest dew that falls on it; and did not spend our time in atoning for the neglect of the past opportunities, which we call doing our duty.We loiter in winter while it is already spring.In a pleasant spring morning all men's sins are forgiven. Such a day is a truce to vice. While such a sun holds out to burn, the vilest sinner may return. Though our own recovered innocence we discern the innocence of our neighbors. You may have known your neighbor yesterday for a thief, a drunkard or a sensualist, and merely pitied or despised him, and despaired of the world; but the sun shines bright and warm this first spring morning, recreating the world, and you meet him at some serene work, and see how his exhausted and debauched veins expand with still joy and bless the new day, feel the spring influence with the innocence of infancy, and all his faults are forgotten. There is not only an atmosphere of good will about him, but even a savor of holiness groping for expression, blindly and ineffectually perhaps, like a new-born instinct, and for a short hour the south hill-side echoes to no vulgar jest. You see some innocent fair shoots preparing to burst from his gnarled rind and try another year's life, tender and fresh as the youngest plant. Even he has entered into the joy of his Lord. Why the jailer does not leave open his prison doors,-why the judge does not dismiss his case,-why the preacher does not dismiss his congregation! It is because they do not obey the hint which God gives them, nor accept the pardon which he freely offers to all."

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