The Rev. John Burkhart Ph.D, is a retired Episcopal priest and professor of psychology
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SPRING: With wide eyes, a compelled smile, oohs and aahs uttered, a warm scented spring breeze brushes our face.
Dogwoods, redbuds and daffodils are a bloom galore, all resting on a new, verdant green carpet of grass. The sky is blue and all of out-of-doors bursts with life. The fragrance and warmth of spring penetrates the most insulated human spirit.
WINTER: The frigidity of these long, bleak and baron months turn us inward to a cocooned hibernation. Suppressed and somewhat depressed we brace against winter winds, penetrating temperatures and the confinement of indoors. Everywhere we look during the winter months we see death — life abandoned.
Surrounded by this bleak lifeless world and the daily bite of frost, winter days weigh heavy upon us. We tend to have a grimmest face, a stiffened upper lip, hunched shoulders and frigid feet. All of nature seems to gang up against us. Winter appears as a Divine error.
However, we reflect that the author of the seasons is also the author of life — at one time so conducive and at another so adversive. Where might we find some stabilization to the vicissitudes of the seasons? Being permanently and everlastingly immutable, and at the same time the Author of all good things, God’s presence in our lives affords a constant flow of peace and stability; sheltering us in his everlasting embrace. Our mind and mood preoccupied with the thrill of God’s love and care, anchors us in his changelessness.
Although we all experience some seasonal mood swings of depression and elation, the severity of our ups and downs inversely correlates to our faith in the power and presence of a loving heavenly Father; so well put by the apostle James [1:6] “When he (you and me) asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave upon the sea, blown and tossed by the wind.”