The Choirs of Spring

Today is my day off. I am spending it sitting on my deck with my bride and listening to the choirs of Spring. I heard someone say once that the most common expression in heaven will be "of course". God builds into the seasons the message of the Gospel. Winter is darkness and death. The days grow short, sunshine even shorter, and everything seems to die. But then there is Spring. Right now the trees are still bare but the birds are out in force. They are the choir today. I sit here and the birds are singing. It is constant and it is joyful. They are reminding me of the certainty of Spring. Life is coming, winter did not win, death is vanquished and the sun will shine again. I think when we get to heaven we will find out that everything shouted the Gospel. The death and resurrection of Jesus Christ is not just the greatest event in history, it is THE event. It is the stone thrown in the pond and everything that happens is just one of the rings that flows out of that central event when God threw the Cornerstone into the lake of life. So, every year the birds begin to sing at this time to remind us of the Gospel. The trees are beginning to stir and life is rumbling right beneath the surface of the earth. And everyone already in heaven watches and says,"Of course".