The beginning of Daylight Saving Time has not been a smooth period for me. In the roughly 46 hours since its start, I’ve had two terrible nights of sleep and out-of-whack days to match. As I told my mom this morning: “I feel like I’m jet lagged without having been somewhere neat.”
“It’s just one hour,” I keep telling myself. But this hour is on the heels of a very demanding schedule, busy week at work, and overall tumultuous time in society (and my own psyche). I feel silly for being so affected by 60 minutes, but like most things in life, this is a mere surface-level reflection of greater depths below.
Why “Spring Forward” anyhow? What difference does a change in season make?
Ecclesiastes 3 says, “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens…”
We know when transitions are coming: the Bible tells us, the weather tells us, clearly our alarm clock tells us! So why do most changes of season feel…rough?
Because even though I am excited for Spring…there are things I know I’ll miss about Winter. Warm fires, crisp air, cozy sweaters…I am sad to say goodbye.
But then I take a walk like the one this afternoon. And I feel the bright sunshine on my shoulders and hear a robin chirping. I pass by flowers just beginning to bloom…and then I remember that Easter comes with Spring.
Suddenly, that hour I’ve lost doesn’t seem like such a big deal. I’m thankful for Winter, but I know now it’s time for Spring.
Food for thought: What does Spring mean to you?
Rachel Fisher 