I was wishing for Spring, since the Winter was oh-so-gray. But then I began complaining about the pollen on my car.
It seems as though I’m wishing for Spring without many things that Spring really is. Pollen. Lawn mowing. And so on.
But Jesus reminds me that no gift is without responsibility: “…to whom much is given, much is expected.”
I wonder if I can find a way to enjoy washing my windshield—because I sure do enjoy spring!