While many trees have already blossomed here in Southern California, in other parts of the Northern Hemisphere, snow and cold still have a strong grip on the land. The climate of Southern California limits the intrusion of ice, cold and snow, and for this, most of us are grateful.

Yet, spring does arrive eventually in the northern parts of the continent. Brilliant, delicate little flowers bring color to the dreary landscape, even in the far northern tundra. With the arrival of spring, the darkness and death of winter give way to lengthening periods of revitalizing sunshine and the eruption of new plant life.

This transformation from winter to spring reminds me of the experience of a woman named Toni. When her husband passed away, Toni felt as if she was locked in a chamber of misery with no way out — a perpetual winter. She didn’t want to live, though she didn’t want to take action to end her life.

In the fog of her grief, Toni had no recollection of the season at the time of her husband’s death. One year later, though, as the feelings of that day intensified, she realized the world around her was coming back to life. Though she still felt the pain, the season of renewal brought hope. The celebration of the Resurrection awakened in her a desire for life.

Spring is a profound reminder that, no matter how intense the winter, new life will arise out of the dark, cold earth.

by Chaplain Ron Hyrchuk

March 29, 2007