As I look out the window at the high snowbanks, my heart is hoping for spring to come swiftly. Not so quickly to allow for flooding, but I am in need of some spring within. A whiff of hope to restore me. This got me curious as to what the word restore meant.
1. Bring back or reinstate.
2. Return (someone or something) to a former condition, place, or position.
3. Repair or renovate (a building, work of art, vehicle, etc.) so as to return it to its original condition.
4. Give (something previously stolen, taken away, or lost) back to the original owner or recipient.
Thinking about spring usually brings Easter to mind for me. The sobering remembrance that Jesus died for my sins. He separated himself from those he loved, even His heavenly Father, to complete the law and defeat death. He was restored to His wholeness through His obedience to His Abba’s plan, and reinstated our ability to walk face to face with our God – not just as God’s creation but also as His chosen brothers and sisters. We are returned to clean standing before God, Jesus’ holiness our clothing.
Yet God didn’t just set us free and clean us up and send us on our way. As if all the above was not enough, when Jesus headed back to heaven after His earthly resurrection, He left us Holy Spirit to keep the lines of communication going between us and God. An ever present bonus, unexpected yet precious in its generosity.
God above, God beside, God within. Breathtaking in its very concept, as is spring unfurling its lovely newness. A welcome contrast to the stark palate of winter: frozen, dreary, seemingly never ending.
Spring reminds me Jesus loves us so.
And loved us too much to just make things right.
He makes us better than, not simply repaired, in a gift package almost too lovely for words, that continues to be opened as we press in for all He has for us. May His Spirit awaken in you a new freshness this spring, as He continues to restore those who seek Him.