I watch for it every year. Those first glimpses of green, so straight, so promising. And I feel a rightness about life. A rhythm. A plan.
The seasons have a cycle and all forms of life fall into step.
And that is one of the most beautiful aspects of the Church Calendar. There is a rightness about the liturgical rhythm. A plan. A cycle of seasons. And every soul falls into step with that cycle.
On Easter Vigil, we see it beginning. On Good Friday, a seed fell to the ground. But then, something amazing happened. Our Lord, the Lord of Life, brought life out of death.
And we are the new crop.
If you are blessed enough to call the Catholic Church your home, then you enjoy the rhyme and reason and rhythm of the liturgical calendar.
See the field - all green with promise - look closely. You are there. . . somewhere. And so am I.