Spring is sprung, the grass...
"Spring is sprung, the grass is riz, I wonder where the birdies is," goes a couplet most of
us learned in childhood. In this passage, the flowers and vines bloom, the fig tree buds,
and the sound of the turtledove is again heard in the land. Spring rightly is called "The
Queen of Seasons," and in springtime, as Tennyson put it, "a young man's fancy lightly
turns to thoughts of love." Scripture celebrates not only the joys of nature but also
natural, healthy attraction and affection between a man and a woman. As believers so
should we -- and not just in springtime, but all year.
