Mother Nature Lies

It was a near record high yesterday.  So of course, it made sense to schedule our last ski trip of the year for today. Goodbye winter. Hello summer. I broomed the front porch, washed the car, wore a short sleeved tshirt, watched the robins pecking at the new grass seed.
It won't last. Midweek forecast is destined to plunge us all into deep depression. I like winter, but when warmth taunts me, I don't like it any more.

We only have 2 weeks left til Science Olympiad, and only 10 weeks left of school. I have spring fever. I am impatient for all the hard work to be done.

It never is done though. It just changes to new and different hard work.
I wonder if the robins ever look at each other and lament, "This stinks. I mean, all we ever do is pull recalcitrant rubber worms out of hard packed earth. Tug tug tug. All day long, all life long."
I wonder if any of them ever have midlife crises, where they decide they will not eat another worm. Do they decide to just keep heading further south and go to Tahiti and lounge on the beach instead, drinking Mimosas and having their toenails clipped by a handsome bluebird?

"You feel this way at the end of every winter, Robby."
"Yes Roberta, I do, but this year I mean it. I am sick of frozen worms, and shivering when spring is not really here but just faked it....again."
"Sprng will come and you will have a complete change of heart. You will be glad again that you are a robin and can perch in the tree amid the blossoming dogwood."
"Not this time. This time I mean it. No more early birding to get the worm. I am sleeping in and waiting til summer to venture North. These false springs are killing me."

So I am being proactive. Snow and cold is expected in the mountains. Rather than hanging out in the flirting sunshine that we know is just teasing us, I will head to one last fling with Old Man Winter. Then back to the homestretch. I find it strange that those last few moments before victory is in sight are sometimes the hardest. Spring is just around the corner.... why is it suddenly so hard to wait?

Abraham had the same problem. God promised him that he would be the father of many nations, but Abraham was an old man, and Sarah was not producing even one small heir, let alone many nations. So Abrahan took matters into his own hands, and had an heir, Ishmael, through his maid servant Haggar. Then surprise, surprise, Sarah ended up getting pregnant with Isaac and poor Ishmael was out of luck.  A whole assortment of new problems arose as a result. You can't force Spring. Sometimes, you must wait.

And eat frozen worms.

Deuteronomy 11:13-15

 ¹³ So if you faithfully obey the commands I am giving you today—to love the LORD your God and to serve him with all your heart and with all your soul— ¹⁴ then I will send rain on your land in its season, both autumn and spring rains, so that you may gather in your grain, new wine and olive oil. ¹⁵ I will provide grass in the fields for your cattle, and you will eat and be satisfied.