I don’t think feeling desperate for spring is wrong. Actually, I think it’s a foretaste of what we long for in heaven.
I think that the longing from everything being cold, and dead, and buried underground in the dirt, to getting warm, and soft, and pushing up out of the dirt like the first daffodils is something wired deeply into our souls.
I think God gives us a longing for spring.
In this physical world that God did make, I think that seeing and touching and smelling new life speaks to some deeper part of our hearts that longs for this to happen in our souls and in our bodies in heaven.