Somewhere in that pocket of time that exists between Houston’s “winter” and “summer” a field of Bluebonnets spring up and takes our breath away.

We’ve heard the expression “stuck between a rock and a hard place?”  That stuck position can actually offer you a Bluebonnet moment.  Let’s face it: Houston doesn’t do winter well.   We rarely experience any sort of weather that could be deemed “wintery” by Yankee standards.  I can verify this as a former New Yorker.  However, when we do get a chill, the humidity that hangs in our gulf air freezes and cuts through our warmest coats—coats that we get to wear once or twice a year (maybe).  Our summer permeates most of the calendar year.  We keep Blue Bell ice-cream in business because of this and, coincidentally, a northern state’s “summer” lasts for about as long as a scoop of vanilla ice-cream would on a Houston sidewalk--not that long.

We need these restorative reprises of time in our lives.  It’s a moment that ignites our memory of past ones or gives us gumption to keep moving til we hit the next one.  “For the joy set before Jesus He endured the cross (Heb. 12:2).”  He had Bluebonnet moments that fueled His desire to get to the next one.  He loved His friends and followers and desired more “Bluebonnets” but knew the need for their redemption…our redemption.  Spring is wonderful, but the following seasons set in motion how life operates: things must die in order for rebirth. 

This will hopefully help you and I when we are in our respective seasons that don’t feel splendid but are somehow “good (Rom. 8:28).” We are on a journey and the road is long but there are Bluebonnet moments along the way. When they greet you, take some time to sit a spell and wonder in His glory!