"Mommy, look!" Luke exclaimed as he pointed to the treetop in front of us. "The leaves are finally blooming."
As we sat on the front stoop enjoying some sorbet in the sunshine after a busy morning enjoying the first day of our spring co-op, Luke and Nina excitedly pointed out which trees in our yard had begun to bloom with leaves and which were still waiting for the right time.
Then, sorbet licked clean from bowls, their observations prompted us to inspect other plants in our yard to see how far along they were. We noticed some, such as our crocuses, already gone by. Others, like phlox, just about to bloom. And, still more, such as daffodils, hyacinths and tulips, resplendent in the afternoon sun.
The kids loved discovering the beauty of spring coming alive in our yard, while I treasured the simple moment that would pass all too quickly...
And here I speak not only of the one or two days a year each spring when our trees begin bloom at the same time as our garden flowers in color, but also of the moment when my children are at the perfect age to get so excited about it.
I am so grateful for their development and for God's timing. I must remember to allow enough quiet in our days to discover both more often.
I also must be patient. Just like the tree in our yard which has yet to burst forth with spring green while its neighbors already are doing so, some of my children's developmental milestones have yet to be reached as soon as that of their peers. There are days when I let this concern me. Then there are days like Monday, when I recognize anew that God's timing is perfect and brings joy when we least expect it.