Song of Solomon 2:13

Song of Solomon 2:13
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

As cozy as winter can be, Lord, I am looking forward to spring. Thank you for the seasons - of this earth and our lives, seasons of searching, seasons of struggling, and seasons of satisfaction.