I was out for a walk this morning – probably about 11 miles of Cornwall passed under (or stuck to) my boots. After about an hour and a half of being oblivious, I started to notice that nature is busy having babies: daffodils (some out, most not), buds appearing on the hawthorn, catkins on the hazel. As you can see.
Theological application: many of the things we have been hoping for, praying for, acheing for have already begun. They are already here. Don't be overwhelmed by the absence, keep your eyes open for the presence.