It doesn't matter how experienced you are at life or how many years you have up your cutesleeve - the truth is that each and every "new season" (and each and every invitation to soar to new heights) demands of us afresh ... it demands new devotion, new faith, new boldness and new realms of faithfulness.
Spring is always a glorious season. I love the visibility of new green shoots; I love the scent of new growth and I really love the thaw of winter. We feel the warmth of sunlight through our woollen garments and we open wide the windows to breathe in all that spring promises.
In 2014 the news of the Yazidi people stranded on top of Mount Sinjar in the wake of ISIS reached me and I was struck to the core. As a young mother I couldn't help but imagine myself in the shoes of the mothers fleeing with their little ones and the atrocities they were experiencing.