Your season has changed. Spring has arrived. The bondage of your barren winter has ended. Your season of hiding is over and gone. The rains have come and soaked the earth. The wind has caught and broken off anything that was dead, and what has died has been taken down.

After the storm, the earth has been left with blossoming flowers. The birds have returned filling the air with songs to awaken and lead you.

Can you discern this new day around you? The early signs of my plans and purposes are bursting forth. All signs of new life in bloom everywhere you look.

The fragrance of the flowers in bloom whispering to us, “There is a change in the air.”

Come away with me I have much for you to do and see. Trust me. The spring is here. What has been will not return. For a new day is on the horizon.

You are deeply cherished.

Song of Songs 2:13 Darby
“The fig-tree melloweth her winter figs, And the vines in bloom give forth [their] fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away!”