O Spring, where art thou?

These photos were taken out of the 10th floor of the oncology clinic in Samara where my friend, Alla, had surgery on March 26 (successful, praise the Lord!)  Yes, the view is stunning. The Volga on one side, the Cathedral of Sts. Cyril and Methodias on the other. But what is missing here?  Spring!  I mean, there’s snow on the ground. And about 6 more inches fell today. This is not causing me to have warm fuzzy feelings about my April 30 departure date. I want lilacs, cherry blossoms, tulips and sunshine!  What will I wear if spring never comes? My flip flops just won’t do!

I’m remembering what Jesus said to his disciples–about why we don’t need to worry about what we shall eat (no worries about that in Russia) OR what we should wear. That my Heavenly Father knows what the weather will be; he knows what I will need, and he will provide it. (Oh, a mink coat, you say…I’ve always wanted one.)  If not that, I’ll be happy with a bouquet of–well–anything on my arrival. (Which will mean, spring did finally come to Samara.)