Friday Five

Friday Five: Signs of Hope

As posted at RevGalBlogPals by yours truly:

My beloved speaks and says to me: “Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away; for now the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth; the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. The fig tree puts forth its figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give forth fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. (Song of Solomon 2:10-13, NRSV)

In the late, late winter, as the snow begins to recede here in Maine, we begin to look almost desperately for signs of spring, signs of hope that the weather has turned and a new day is on the horizon. For those of us in the Northern Hemisphere, Easter and Spring twine inextricably, the crocuses and daffodils peeking through the Earth as we await the risen Christ.

Share with us five signs of hope that you can see today or have experienced in the past.

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1. This I saw yesterday and photographed this morning.

You see the green shoot among the leaves, right?

Just a few days ago this area was covered with deep snow.

This gives me hope.

(We'll not mention that we had frost last night again, okay?)

2. I had a meeting last night and drove to it with the sun still shining.

3. We're taking the Easter flower orders at church.

4. It's only four more weeks until the Big Event 2.0. In 27 days I'll be in Arizona!!! With my friends!!! Hurray!!!

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5. These buds are not in flower yet, but a warm day or two will make a big difference. It may not happen on the day I want it (today, for instance), but the yellow flowers by the back gate *will* come.

Yesterday I met with a group of colleagues to discuss a project we all hope to undertake. We don't know where the money will come from or how it will look, ultimately; we have only a seed of hope. But I trust it will come to flower, too.

What signs of hope do you see?

14 thoughts on “Friday Five: Signs of Hope”

  1. My sign of hope is that since I started doing The Artist’s Way program (it’s a book) three weeks ago, I’ve started waking up every morning and writing on my own fiction for an hour before starting my freelance work. It’s been more than three years since I left my editing job, and it’s the first time I’ve adopted this as a priority . . . and I’m doing it because of an internal, organic desire not an imposed discipline. It’s a huge seed of hope for me.
    Thank you for prompting me to frame that as hope. I so needed it right now.

  2. Your collegial project intrigues me, and reminds me of something happening in Moncton, New Brunswick. GREAT story about collaboration and common goals and priorities (would love to share it with you). I hope your project bears fruit. Thanks for focusing us on hope today!

  3. Your number 1 makes me sing: ”
    “Now the green blade riseth from the buried grain…”
    Hooray for the green blades of hope! Hooray for the buds! Hooray for the new possibility.

  4. Glad you are finding signs of spring hopeful. Looking forward to BE 2.0 too!

  5. Your picture is beautiful that among all those dried and dead leaves, there is life! Now I’m wishing I was also going to the RevGals event. Maybe next year!

  6. How does a transplanted Virginia girl get used to the long wait for spring in Maine? You seem to do it well! Great FF

  7. Mumpastor, I don’t think I ever have! It still bothers me, every year. And when it comes, I enjoy it ridiculously.

  8. I’m looking forward to it too.
    And, they say we are getting snow next week. 🙁
    I know it won’t last long, but still….

  9. Ha, same for me, the California girl in Wisconsin. This time of year gets very difficult. But I have seen identical green shoots in brown leaves. 🙂 Thanks for this F.F. Sure wish I could join all of you in AZ.

  10. Your picture for #1 reminds me of seeing the new blades of wheat spring up from the ground…or sometimes poke through the snow.

  11. Very interested in your collegial project; my DMin classmates and I have plans for after graduation (and the first that-we-know-of 8 person collaborative dissertation)…there is grant money if you dig deep!
    Whatever the Easter version of Scrooge is (Satan?), that’s what I feel like. I am very allergic to Easter lilies, and so we don’t have them in the sanctuary on Easter Sunday. 🙁

  12. I loved your FF idea. Great! And your response, too. I’m so sorry I’m missing the BE, but it was a trade off with the BE and a vacation…so.

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