Friday, 11 March 2011

spring..

I don't know if you have the saying in english, but in finnish there's this saying that: the new snow is the murder of the old snow. or something like that. AND that means that spring is coming.. and now it's snowing. and spring will come SOON! tho, there is still lots and lots of snow! :(

10 My beloved spoke and said to me,
   “Arise, my darling,
   my beautiful one, come with me.
11 See! The winter is past;
   the rains are over and gone.
12 Flowers appear on the earth;
   the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
   is heard in our land.
13 The fig tree forms its early fruit;
   the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
   my beautiful one, come with me.”
 14 My dove in the clefts of the rock,
   in the hiding places on the mountainside,
show me your face,
   let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
   and your face is lovely.
15 Catch for us the foxes,
   the little foxes
that ruin the vineyards,
   our vineyards that are in bloom.
 16 My beloved is mine and I am his;
he browses among the lilies.
17 Until the day breaks
   and the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved,
                                                                                    and be like a gazelle
                                                                                     or like a young stag
                                                                                      on the rugged hills.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                       (Song of songs 2:10-17)

Here's a story i thought of when i was walking in the woods with Hemmo :

'She wanted to lock away her heart. From everyone. So she put it in a rusty little box and dug it into the ground. No one could ever get to her heart, so her heart couldn't be broken. One summer day she was sitting on the spot she had burried her heart. She didn't want it back. Not yet, she wasn't ready to dig it out of all that dirt. But she still had this thought in her mind, a thought that something was missing. Had been missing for a while already.
Soon the snow came and filled the land. It was cold and it was dark, the ground was covered with so much snow that it was impossible to go anywhere. She was misserable, she needed to find something, something was missing. She didn't know what. She wanted her heart back. She started digging, but the snow was too cold and the ground was frozen.
Spring arrived, and it started raining. All the snow melted and the beautiful ground was revealed. There it was, a rusty little box. She opened it and found her heart. She was ready, she was ready to share the love in her heart.'

God sends the rain, you just have to take it in.
Like in the woods, i was walking the path that had been covered with the new snow, and my feet kept on sinking deep into the snow. But thats what God is doing with my heart, He's sending new snow, so the old will dissapear, and He can sink down, through all those layers and to the depths of my heart.


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