In the springtime, I become more aware of my physical state. I get outside more. I work in the yard, walk, ride the bike more. The activity highlights my physical shortcomings. I used to be in better shape. As I age, things are wearing out. My body (and mind) just doesn’t work as well as it once did. But I’ll have no pity party in the springtime. I can still see the trees pop to life. I can see and smell the flowers. My legs can sustain me for a walk in the woods. I can still hear the birds singing their song. I am not as good as I used to be, but I am so much better than I could be. In the springtime, I realize anew the wonders of God’s creation, and how truly blessed I am to live, experience, and be a part of it.