Well, we survived another year and another winter. Springtime is upon us and there is so much to do, but I won’t bore you with a list. It would be a rather long list and I don’t quite feel like typing THAT much on this post. I know I’ve said it many times before, but springtime is my favorite season. I have an old 1965 Chevy pickup and I love to roll my windows down and the ride around, looking at people’s yards, carpeted with fresh green grass, and bedecked with white dogwoods and pink azaleas. The sun is brighter in the spring, the sky is bluer, and the air is cleaner and fresher. There is a resurrection of life taking place all around us, a constant reminder of another resurrection that is celebrated in the springtime. Happy Easter, everyone. He is risen.
“Our Lord has written the promise of the resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in springtime.” ~Martin Luther