Is it just me, or is the month of March really the worst month of the year? It’s a messy season, not quite the end of winter but not yet spring. The snow is gone, mostly. The earth is not yet green–a muddy, drab time. The local weather is iffy, sometimes behaving like the middle of February and sometimes tricking us, and often plants, into thinking that spring has begun.
It’s a time of year when we have to take it day by day, appreciating what each day brings and not anticipating, too much, the coming of the warmer months. Sometimes I’m tempted to leave my camera at home because of the dreary landscape out there. But then I realize that each day brings something unique. Each day comes with possibilities, and if I’m not paying attention, those possibilities will pass me by.
In the Church year we are currently in the season of Lent, a time when we accompany through our prayer and liturgy the events of the passion and death of Jesus. It’s a time of self-reflection, a time to remember that we are loved by God, and that we are being called to pass on that love in whatever way we can.
Taking time to focus inward and not worry about the future allows me to see and appreciate my blessings. It allows me to be reminded that I am called to share those blessings with others, that each day presents me with new possibilities to walk with Jesus, even if it is March.
“Behold, now is a very acceptable time; behold, now is the day of salvation.” (2 Corinthians 6:2b)