Spring is a season when I can truly see and feel God's greatness. Watching the snow melt into little rivers flowing down the curb into the drains, noticing the fresh new green on my front hedge, and seeing my children's flushed cheeks as they insist on playing outside without coats on. Waking up at 6:00 with my sweet baby girl isn't quite as hard when the sun is up to greet me either. My tulips alongside of the house are one more reminder that maybe the cold, harsh winter is over for another season. Ah, spring. It makes me happy.