Skip to main content

Out of Crisis Comes Renewal

Is Springtime flooding your soul yet?  Every year at this time I am amazed at the sense of renewal the simple fact of increased sunlight, budding trees and blooming flowers brings to my spirit.  It may be trite but I really do feel like anything is possible when the world is displaying it before my eyes.  

Last night at a meeting, a friend was discussing something her therapist had told her during a bout of deep depression following a tragic event in her life.  He told her, "Out of crisis comes renewal." Each of us took a moment to let that reality sink in.

We began to agree that that is the message of any crisis.  We are so busy living our lives in the moment when we cannot make sense of things very well.  Understanding comes only in retrospect.  Not until we have moved out of the crisis experience can we begin to see the ways in which we have grown or the unforeseen blessings that may have come to us as a result.

We spent Easter break in Arizona with cousins and their families. Those families have experienced deep pain in the past few months.  My cousin's husband's twin brother passed away in October from cancer and another cousin's four month old baby girl went to Heaven from her mother's arms in January.  We knew, going there, we would have to enter into their pain.  They are deep in their season of crisis.  I promised myself I would bring up their loved ones, talk about them by name and ask them to share with me their stories of their loves and losses.

And now, in retrospect, I can see the stirrings of renewal in their lives.  Their families are leaning toward each other, seeking comfort and connection.  They are beginning to return to the normalcy of daily life, return to their routines, their communities and to their own capacity for joy in the ordinary.  Even in deepest grief, one mother is looking at her crisis as an opportunity to reach out to other grieving mothers, to share her story, to create a foundation, and quite simply, to grow.

Even as I write about her, tears well up in my eyes.  Growing and finding blessings does not invalidate the pain or lessen the excruciating desire that this opportunity for growth had never occurred.  But as I have said here before, there is no point in resisting what is.  That resistance is the very cause for the friction we create in our lives.  Accepting what is, breathing into the reality of the life we are indeed living, is not the same as condoning it.  But it is the only way to grow.

And Springtime reminds me of that truth.  Out of the crisis of winter, the impossible cold and brutal weather our plants and trees endured for months, comes new growth, life reborn and by contrast, these blooms are even more beautiful and precious in my eyes.


  1. Lovely post...I am slowly starting to feel renewal. Those flowers that you posted? They are like a prayer to me. Beautiful. And welcome Spring! ;)

  2. Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.
    2 Corinthians 5:17

    I too am renewed each spring, actually with each season change I feel a sense of renewal. Thank you for the lovely reminder that hope springs eternal!

    1. Thank you Kristin - so glad you paused to let me know. :)

  3. this is such a wonderful and beautiful post, misty. and the photos are gorgeous!

  4. This is so very true--every word! Each time I've walked through struggles in my life, I've come away renewed somehow. I am actually living the "renewal" right now, on the heels of adjustment to major life changes. If we let God refine us, the changes are always are always for the better!


Post a Comment

~Grace and peace to you~

Popular posts from this blog

Locally Grown {stuffed green peppers recipe}

  Last weekend we took the whole family to a nearby produce stand.  We were craving something that tasted fresh from the garden and since I don't have my own garden, we found this place.     The fields were full of fall-colored flowered.  Can't wait for those cooler days to come.         But for now, we are reveling in the height of summer sunshine and produce.       It's easy to go overboard here and buy much more than you can use in the next few days.  I don't even like okra but they look so inviting in those cute blue crates.     These tomatoes inspired a caprese salad for lunch: tomato slices cut into quarters, hunks of fresh mozzarella, snipped basil leaves, salt, pepper and drizzles of olive oil and red wine vinegar.       These strawberries wound up being dunked in Silky Chocolate Fondue .       Every girl dreams of doing her shopping with one of these adorable woven baskets, doesn't she?       Even the boys had fun playing in the sand while I took m

How to Create Art in Five Minutes

As I have mentioned before, my word for this year is CREATE .  Painting with watercolors is one area in which I have been experimenting.  Michael's has a really inexpensive line of art supplies called Artist's Loft .  I bought the watercolor paints and a few brushes as a way to get started without much investment. (Everything is around $5-$10.)   Being a part of Alisa Burke's on-line class called Create Daily , has awakened my senses to the many opportunities to create quickly .  Sometimes we get caught up in the idea that we must have large blocks of time set aside to be artistic .  Surely, we think, it takes an afternoon to paint, collage, journal or compose a few lines of poetry.  Well, if you are seeking perfection, it does.  But if you are seeking to revel in your simplistic ability to create something imperfect instead of nothing at all ,  there are moments of creative inspiration everywhere you look! On this particular day, I opened my daily poetry em

Peaceful Snow Day

Yesterday we had the most lovely snow day. The woods were simply begging us to come and explore. We had new trails to find and secret passageways and hideouts. Reading about nature is fine, but if a person walks in the woods and listens carefully, he can learn more than what is in books, for they speak with the voice of God. George Washington Carver There were tracks to follow. And tracks to make. Occasionally, the wind blew mini blizzards of snow around us. And then the sun returned and the sky gleamed blue. The sky is the daily bread of the eyes. Ralph Waldo Emerson There were hints of Spring. And reminders of winter. We made wonderful memories. And then, there were the snowy camellias. I got a little swept away by their color and beauty. I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes. e.e. cummings