Help Wanted: Meteor-therapists

If spring was a person, it might have long since been medicated in order to manage its extreme and erratic mood swings. Or perhaps it would have been treated for dissociative identity disorder (aka multiple personality disorder). 

At any given moment, spring can be sweet and gentle, all showers and flowers. But spring is a notorious nonconformist. Given a few hours, it may revert to winter or sublimely slide into summer or even throw some tantrum-like tempest.

I don’t know if there’s a cure for spring. All I know is that it can’t be trusted!

Pansy, Snoopy and Marigold this damp, blustery morning

Pansies on windowsill wait 

Trust in Him at all times, O people;
Pour out your heart before Him;
God is a refuge for us. –PSALM 62:8 (NASB)