봄의 첫날(First Day of Spring) – A Reflection of Winter

This morning, after my normal routine of scripture reading, studying and journaling, I decided to peer into the world of Facebook. These days Facebook is less like an addiction to me and more like a casual “whatever” type thing to do—I used to be absolutely gripped by it, and found myself constantly checking my social media. These days though, not so much—I’ve taken a couple fasts from social media for extended periods of time, and it’s really helped me keep my focus on more important and work-worthy matters. Maybe I’ll write about it sometime.

Anyway, the very first thing I see in a pretty picture, shoved right in my face: “Hey Michael, it’s the first day of spring!”

Is it really, now?

First, just like I posted on my Facebook, today may be titled, “The First Day of Spring”, but it sure doesn’t feel like it. It’s cold here. It’s grey here in the skies above. I hear no birds chirping. I’ve probably heard more geese obnoxiously honking than beautiful birds ushering in the new season. Yeah, Facebook, it sure feels like spring alright.

Sarcasm aside, don’t you find seasonal changes awesome?

Think about it. It’s the physical representation of all things we wish could happen in our lives. Things that were once dead blossom to life. Everything that was dreary and absolutely ugly becomes lively and a sight to behold. Even the smells of everything outside get more bearable—more fragrant feeling. It’s great.

And with that, I urge us all to take a quick reflection back at our winters. Here are mine, and I encourage you to share some of yours below!

  • Seasonal depression. No, seriously, I’m pretty sure I have that. When it’s cold and ugly outside, I feel like my mood is more prone to being cold and ugly inside. I faced a lot of trials in my winter, and not all the time was my mood optimistic. God got me through them, though.
  • Patience was built. Somehow, through all turbulence of winter, God was really speaking into my heart for patience. Like…an abnormal amount of patience. The likes of which I hadn’t really had tested before. Coming into spring, I feel very at peace and calm with my situations, even if they aren’t ideal at all.
  • Wisdom was gained. I think we all gain wisdom day-by-day, God really gives us that. This past winter, I started praying specifically not for gaining successes or asking for specific things…just for wisdom. I just wanted to be sounder; more aware of what was going on in my life, and in the lives of others around me.
  • Confidence was not just shaken, but fortified. Man, did I face a lot of bull crap this winter. Some, if not most of it, was my doing. There were more times this past winter where my confidence was pressed and shaken, than there were it being built and feeling strong. But I do believe it was fortified. I do feel like, although I haven’t built more confidence, I haven’t lost any, and I feel strong in where I am.
  • Love grew. Winter is a cold, cold season. But surprisingly, I found a lot of love in winter—I have never felt so much love from a variety of people in my life before this winter. My girlfriend and I have become closer, even though we are still doing long-distance. My family has supported me in my endeavors so much, and have backed me in both dance and career. My friends, B-Boy and not, have shown me companionship that was so needed in a dark season.

Those are only some of the reflections of my—now passed—cold winter.

How about yours?

Written by: Michael “Bboy Roach1” Roach

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Author: f3foranswers

A Christ-first B-boy, writer, and fitness-nut. Owner of the blog "F3 For Answers".

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