Yesterday began and ended with drizzle and heavy fog. However, around lunch time I returned home from an errand, and while the skies were still gray, the fog and mist had temporarily lifted. I got out of the car and decided to walk down to the end of the driveway and pick up my soggy, plastic-wrapped newspaper. As I walked, I began to notice bird song in the air -- something I hadn't heard in a long time. I looked up and saw birds all round my little neighborhood. There were tiny birds swarming in the bare branches of a mulberry tree, but they were so tiny and so fast I could not get a photo nor could I clearly identify them. Doves were pecking beneath the bird feeder in my backyard, but I could not get a photo of them either because they attracted the notice of my little dog Luna, who raced out and barked at them in a very offended manner.
My neighbors' yard was filled with robins. By leaving Luna in the house, I was able to get photos of a few of them using the zoom on my camera.
We live too far south for robins to be the first heralds of spring -- it's spring when they go back north. I'm not sure where they spent the month of December, though. We had a very icy, cold December -- the polar vortex reached all the way down to Texas -- and yesterday 40 degrees felt downright warm.
I thought so anyway and so, apparently, did the birds. This little fella is enjoying a puddle.
I feel like I should have something more profound to say about the changing of the year from 2013 to 2014, but I'm past the point of thinking I know everything and I'm not yet to the point of feeling like I have a lot of wisdom to impart. I will say this about 2013 -- I lived through it, with its good parts and its hard parts. I hope to say the same about 2014. Of course I cannot read the future, but from this vantage point it doesn't look to me that it will be an easier year. In fact, it looks like a year of hard work.
I have a friend who chooses -- or feels that God chooses -- a word for each new year. I don't usually do that, but this year the word "diligent" keeps calling my name. The Lord has helped and will continue to help me persevere, but at the same time He is calling me to be diligent: that is, to keep doing faithfully those things that I know to do. I will leave the results to Him. I guess it's like the old song: "Trust and obey, for there's no other way to be happy in Jesus, than to trust and obey."
I'm not trying to be gloomy and pessimistic. Although many sad and hard things happened in 2013, many good things happened, too. I'm sure the same will be true of 2014:)
In any case, I wish you all a belated Happy New Year!