Aviv (אביב) means “spring” in Hebrew. Viva means “alive” in Spanish. How apt it is that the two words mirror each other, just as spring is a reflection of life in all its splendour and diversity.
Springtime in Israel is a spectacle to behold, as life bursts out of the ground in vivid colour. It’s a spiritually uplifting experience that crowds out sadness and despair, even if only momentarily. A new fragrance fills the air, as hope fills the heart.
This magnificent display is not hindered by geopolitical conflicts, economic instability or social disquiet. Regardless of life’s troubles, the trees dress up to be admired. Come what may, the show must go on – such solace in a world of constant change and uncertainty.
It is impossible to remain silent or indifferent in the face of such beauty! Some gasp, others stop in their tracks, many take pictures – the sight must evoke some response. It beckons you to admire it as long as possible, for it will eventually have to hide from the overbearing sun and biting cold. But it will return.
“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labour or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendour was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you – you of little faith?” (Matthew 6:28-30)